Real perspective, always out for my collective,
Higher plateaus, I'm getting on to direct this,
Masterpiece of modern day dialect,
It only takes one day for the actors to perfect it.
Push competition like a bottle cap, I'm dashing,
Flash like blades and bury reps like hatchets,
Styles like chains; you want to snatch it,
Trying to raise his hand, or even see it, you couldn't match it.
Revolutionary status Translators,
Bringing change for the better, don't complicate us,
Carry out plans to the letter,
I'm simple like addition and subtraction,
No fractions; I'm Primary like Fifty Seven,
Whole numbers, clique made in heaven,
So lets leave the lyric that's unleaven,
Untitled like...It's true; main ingredients:
Rude attitude, experience,
Subdued competitors (make them obedient).
Shed light in dark,
I'm more bite than bark,
Anticipated but I'm known and feared from the start,
Outsiders; but like midas (golden touch),
Dress compositions in lyrical silks and such,
On occasion...But mostly we cause abrasion,
Rubbing up the wrong way like Threat To The Nation,
Bring truth to the youth and we're saying like sooth,
Clash with titans and coming out on top like Zeus.
Yo,
Three-hundred-and-sixty-five days when the Earth spins
Lifes get crushed quick with rage when it blows wind,
Deep within the core, nature lays it's laws,
And when it shakes...It sounds like a round of applause,
From the banging, this paradise for which we're all searching,
Sun shines on isles; different flavours in the ocean,
I guess you all know we need H2O,
Juice of life; and free from the rivers that flow.
Juveniles bringing ruckus, fire and four-fours,
Trying to do the best while avoiding the law,
Still reign hardcore, wanting to reach the top,
Of the mountain and what...Hoping they don't drop,
Now they're sizing up as liars,
Like when David slew Goliath,
But like God said: "Go forth and mul-ti-ply-eth,"
He crossed their wires over this long-time stretch,
Time for unison like that buddhist in Tibet.
The shadow now is deep,
Finished and complete,
Integrated into lesser conscience when you sleep,
Translators, listed all of this like vapours,
Killers on plantation acres, we're your saviours.
The shadow now is deep,
Finished and complete,
Integrated into lesser conscience when you sleep,
Translators, listed all of this like vapours,
Killers on plantation acres, we're your saviours.
Minorities and poverty go hand in hand,
It's the conscientous man with souls for sale,
The treacherous malice induces us to fight,
Refuse to unite; can't recall wrong or right.
Forgot divine laws and what Dad did to yours,
Around the same time Christianity crashed our shores,
Claiming to explore (that's global economics)
Mixed with poli-tricks, watch our natural-born finest...
Neo-collonialism is monetary slavery,
Exercise power through your airforce and navy,
Exploit the continent, sack us up as silk,
Without even feeling a drop of guilt.
You've amended history with lies,
Piercing eyes see through a false prophet,
Prophecise!
Seven-headed wedding with armageddon ties,
Fixed to a crucifix, under translucent skies.
The shadow now is deep,
Finished and complete,
Integrated into lesser conscience when you sleep,
Translators, listed all of this like vapours,
Killers on plantation acres, we're your saviours.
The shadow now is deep,
Finished and complete,
Integrated into lesser conscience when you sleep,
Translators, listed all of this like vapours,
Killers on plantation acres, we're your saviours.
The shadow now is deep,
Finished and complete,
Integrated into lesser conscience when you sleep,
Translators, listed all of this like vapours,
Killers on plantation acres, we're your saviours.
Sleep.
<3 UK hiphop part 3.
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