03 - Body City World
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Produced: Sinima
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Peak: #2636   (1,759,779 songs currently in HipHop)
Peak in sub-genre: #1485   (1,001,000 songs currently in Hip Hop General)
Upload date
February 11, 2009
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MP3 2.7 MB, bitrate 128 kbps.
2:59 minutes
Words/music
SacriFICE
Lyrics
My premises: vacate. rhyme messages break fake lines exit the face plate, times excellent, why mess with it? rhythm body and earth, the city's probably burnt I witness copies of work, I sit on top of this turf I spit to conquer it, even though I've seen it grow the pit is bottomless, breathing slow I feed the soul changing the planet, dangerous stranded facing the cancerous Answer in vain, insane famine and reign I ain't standin it, paint canvas with pain place panicin, great phantoms remain In the body I feel it reveal itself And this city's probably, willin to kill itself And the world, well I've chosen my life's direction The cypher session explodes, I've broken your mind with method and clones They've frozen the mind's connection, and though We feel the globe and the universe, erode in abusive hurt control I've shown that I'm used to birth, revisiting sequences. Even if I see the shift, changes I choose to flirt with. In this life we continue to try to live, violence gets removed from the muse, and I exist. Greatness and beauty in the human interaction. And the human interaction: a simple fraction to solve. Civil action can talk, listen! That isn't wrong. Rhyming is the life we live, rhythm tracked in a song. I've got the sign of a genius, and on the Green Earth It's like the flight of the phoenix, the fire rises beneath us Nobody's rhymin as deep as the sacrifice its my rebirth My appetite to grab the mic and teach first It's not about the violent destruction we cause The time is comin to pause and try to love for us all If not then fuck it I'm gone, I see the change It seems to be displayed in the deepest of human DNA And understanding the fact, I've rearranged To speak with music the frequent pain, that we create human greed replaces the truest peace, the basic congruency we face in the music scene the statements that ruin beats ive made it my fluent dream to change it, the youth'll see its greater than jewels and we can take it to new degrees, and many would ask yes its a fact, true indeed im ready for that I've shown that I'm used to birth, revisiting sequences. Even if I see the shift, changes I choose to flirt with. In this life we continue to try to live, violence gets removed from the muse, and I exist. Greatness and beauty in the human interaction. And the human interaction: a simple fraction to solve. Civil action can talk, listen! That isn't wrong. Rhyming is the life we live, rhythm tracked in a song. Minutes passed in the faults, then the giant leap. The body from the city to the world and we climb the peak. We find completeness. I try the meekness. But if I get distracted I'm reminded: sweetness is the only flavor, and the bitter becomes the liquor. And I see the benefit, even if I'm getting sicker. And then I'm lifted; a total state of transcendence. And then I witness the growth and change: the man's essence. I've shown that I'm used to birth, revisiting sequences. Even if I see the shift, changes I choose to flirt with. In this life we continue to try to live, violence gets removed from the muse, and I exist. Greatness and beauty in the human interaction. And the human interaction: a simple fraction to solve. Civil action can talk, listen! That isn't wrong. Rhyming is the life we live, rhythm tracked in a song.