The Sylla Squad (Ft. Clandestine, Mj & Hunter)-Drapht
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TXT The Sylla Squad (Ft. Clandestine, Mj & Hunter)-Drapht 文本歌词
The Sylla Squad (Ft. Clandestine, Mj & Hunter) - Drapht
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As soon as I've animated the track
Contaminated the listener
Mister de rapht the man that painted the picture
Spit your crip your coses
Split the roads and
Quick to throw a hit if you stick your nose in
Like dicks I'm chosen to unload and bring life
Into a world that's turning into hell by night
Cellulite to the darkness like oprah's backside
But sticking it to em harder
Than ron jeremy's chapside
Capsize your vessel
You're wrestling with the great white
Rock a sharper set
Than danos direct steak knives
Take life for granted
And you're branded for slaughter
Take flight but landed in her water
I'm borderline but brought up with nothing
But toughen up to
Never be caught up in anything
That's gonna be falling short of
My vision of how I'm gonna be living my life
Better make the right decision
Is never given it twice
You can't flex
Or even step to this kid
But I seize you like an epileptic fit
Cats caught amnesia
Forgetting that mortar stepping
On stages like nicholas cage
Brandishing the weapon
We could face off or I could rip your face off
And spit shards of steel
While your b**ch kneels and tastes cock
Make of it what you want
I take what I will
Drop lyrics like acid
Here's a jagged little pill
That's hard to swallow
Tough act too
Drown out your whole crew
Like the day after tomorrow
Ice age flows
I change weather patterns
Re-arrange the structure of the earths crust
Shatter atoms
Smack you back
To the dark ages with one verse
Snap your head back
Like a car crash with one word
Sh*t verbally
You whack try hards and richard geres gerbil
I mean your act died in the a**
Unleash my anger in the form of a script
I paint a picture
With words and emerge the victor
In a gladiator forum
Picture which you rip to bits
Before you tabulate the warning
Ill force-feed you humble pie
And wash it down
With a cool glass of sour grape juice
You wanna rumble try
It seems I've developed an appetite
To devour fake crews
Make no excuses or question how we work
Clandestien drops
And you react like a knee-jerk
I get it cracking like guy forks right
Step to the mic
And watch the stage lights blacken
Witnessing only swift flashes of chrome
And glare of eyes
Verses to make the hair
On the back of your neck
Rise and stand up
At attention now mention
Deststien new banter
Prey
And hell follows with him
Who'd you expect robbie Williams
Nah cunt let me entertain you
Guarantee nothing but a totally insane view
Back with the main crew who hate you
The last syllabolik says who now say you
Make me ill
I take a sniff of a chopped proton pill
And go for some overkill
When I puke nukes
Spewing
If you realise the power of local sh*t
Till you're blowing it out or proportion
Like a bloated b**ch
Tv views hate them more than before
All you act like
You're zombies and board your doors
Brains brains
Did I say its insane
Jump on the bandwagon like michael Jackson
To make a change and heal the world
Sue him for a fraction
He's a child molester
F**k you tv boys
F**k it
It's the end of my lecture
Get out
Yeah yeah
You step back
As I enter the track
And the spot's so exact
It's as if im attached
Locked and latched
Words be the perfect match
Aren't just trashed
You'll unscratch
And I got the type of flow
To leave you satched
To catch a glimpse of my blueprints
And get the hints
Came through the door
In ninety four been rapping ever since
Who got the nerve to
Even step to this here crew
You sweat when we're near you
And left with severe bruise
Appear through transparent fake mc
Verbal jabs with the head
Will make em weak at the knees
And then they'll buckle
Like a can in the fire
You're still stuck
At the knuckle better plan to retire
We on a standard that's high
Take you to another level on stairways
Potent sh*t we're toking bound
To clog up your airways
Fair to say
We aren't the type to f**k around
When its time to get down
You know who'll bring the real sound
Synchronise
Burn turns truth to lies
The crow flies straight in the syllabolik skies
I'm a vihislop
To aussie hip hop beats
Get battered like shark flesh
At the fish and chip shop
The rip off
We serve your type here
Not with beer but a burning
And a swift kick to the rear
Show no fear
Show no mercy at shows
Since the rhymes of the nursery
I've been ripping the d**e flows
Hope grows
But is soon dies off
Cause like a pie in the microwave
You're too f**king soft
I stand aloft
And me dropping my burden
Is something you'll never see
Like an paisley in a turban
I'm wording crews up
Herding yous up
And yous get chewed up
Like a pokie does to your two bucks
Some crews jump
And any rapper talking sh*t
Will drown in the rivers of the words I spit
