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It be the, funny brother with the fattest of flows, connect, slick back your neck, slack, rock off your dome. It's poppin' off a lot, riddim'll get diminishing more off the top, Molotov effect as I elect the next interject. Get into it, fill em' up with with words, emerge victory. Turn 'em into something, fronting like a don, literally. Causing me to piss myself viciously with laughter, after must award these actors with a Bafta. Fully on form, we warn you step lightly, wreck mic with a passion rivalling Aphrodite's. It's the core rhyme scheme, believe, we seek knowledge more horrid when we enter and revent. Pent up energy relent. Lend it here and we will show you what the real is, no pretend. Real music we defect, truth is, but that's a friend. Trust, truth is, but that's a friend. Believe This one's done got me thinking, tick tock, another low flows to go. See it's much more than just for listening. Sound expand and open soul. See some head's still got it twisted, that's why good vibes no longer show. Only going on, showing off, they witness. We bring the sweet sound, rock the show Now more than ever, i'm in it for the music. Sound checker, check the sound, that's how we keep it lucid. The round ready, wreck a town, steady with the moving. Lounge heavy headed now, bevvy n' the zoot spin. Two, two, check, mic too one to do this. Too much to stop, rock the room when I prove it. Whole crowds lovin' it, bubbling like soup in a pot. We keep it moving whether you're moving or not. Still killin' the riddim as if i'v been given a gift. Pen, pad, scribble scribble scrunch paper in the bin. More soul, write crazy. Crowd syncopated, isn't this a given when i'm on it. Bunnin' em with nothin' but sound. Reach out, yeah we surfacing, certainly heard of him. The verse alone with leave him purple, we verbally hurtling across dimensions, journey ending with a pencil and a will to go on. Ticking over to the future beyond This one's done got me thinking, tick tock, another low flows to go. See it's much more than just for listening. Sound expand and open soul. See some head's still got it twisted, that's why good vibes no longer show. Only going on, showing off, they witness. We bring the sweet sound, rock the show
Writer(s): John Paul Hooley, James Defty, Ian Patrick Garland, Aaron Vincent Orr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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