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"Nature was a Hip-Hop Head" ft. Jekyll & D.H. Brixton
IP:
Myself
Jekyll D.H.Brixton Ride the water body wave's breaks to electric shock boogie drop robotic internal movies non-stop atomics blooming cardboard box rock, astonished on watchers feet start moving to beat art while styles glide apart on heartbeats, frozen mannequins dance with cobra kings just as tut breaths in a broken wind... Frozen on cold heels bold toes take the lead on upright bicycles across a cold breeze as Jackson's circuitry warps and it's born... Back steppin' tickin' body ready effects along brief breaths formed back in 74' . Scuttling around in the dark again I’m like "Jack the Ripper with a fucking marker pen" It’s stark and then, I’m sparked again, and tripping out Let me explore every avenue, until the bars give out The narcs are out in force, but we’re not subdued When it’s time to move, it’s time to move We bomb the city, while the b-boys break their groove Graff writers stay in the shadows misunderstood .. and misconstrued We can shift the earth, and we can quake the mind It’s a sign of the times .. When we’re out in force on the train lines Style Wars! - We’re seismic in proportion with outlines Spontaneous like tremors, but with black book designs . Rotate to the burning temptress.. ..watch a mass catch a fever; infectious. Bringing down the house like we were playing tetris, electric. I'm a vinyl eccentric with a libido for music, & I use it, don't abuse it, to start an infusion.. its a natural illusion when I set fire to the floor. The crowd NEVER expire, they just perspire for more, aim higher for sure. Cuz I tore gravities law on its.. backside till it sits.. now the DJ in a pod is a God, but I've set ablaze the crucifix, its a pile of useless shit.. I'm a musical arsonist, an instrumental artist.. You think spinning truth is the hardest? Try spinning ember when your days are the darkest. . The awe-tamed quake, audience takes shape in the audible silence, body of waves break; Stage shakes as simple minded symbol breaks ripple into sound waves while single sounds echo aloud, brave... Bass erases any doubt... This is it, this is lyricist now, standing out in shallow puddles damming down a tongue full of hollow self that's handing out free tickets to the every minute: now. My sweat and tears, years fears and deaths hold this paper boat afloat in my open sets. http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?p=2801406 http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=229655 |
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