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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #735
Peak in subgenre #63
Rights
Writejist 2004
Uploaded
October 24, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This is the introduction to Writejist. A complete and utter massacre of self glorification. Nothing but wordplay and metaphores that are basically about ourselves as a duo.
Lyrics
Savir:
its like a script i take action at the end of each clip
so grab a grip to the reel as it drips Savir's passion
the mic is bandaged, battle rappin got me lackin the truth
i cant have this. Life is lavish when attacking the boot
when in reality the child in me is begging escape
it comes in tapes and those who hate are simply dreading the wait
for me to blow to my shine, it was destined to be
now dudes crave my rhymes got their first taste of defeat
u wanna step to me? my weaponry i stick to vocals
manifest my destiny cant rest until i'm global
world wide i tilt sides try to challenge my verse?
equate my lines, reckognize, i unbalance the earth
the beast on mics, sometimes what i breed aint right
spit it my aunts drain to give her unborn seed new life
u see my breathe revokes death at its chosen points
so anyone who tries to step'll catch some broken joints
no one can come close to me, i'm what u pose to be
so u oppose me, u wont be a dope emcee
the lyrical, skillful, criminal to individuals
formulate my lines to put a cleanse to the residuals
supreme being, meaning that i'm deadlier than lethal
everytime i write a verse i'm barely borderline to legal
i strike kids with violence, that'll resurrect a crisis
i define vile ends, so dont fuck with the writejist
Emerge:
I'm crude with my skill thas why yall elude when I spill
In an illuminous field take no prisoners I'm shooting to kill
Rude on the real you can attest to the truth
Wrecking ya crew exploding mics brining death to the booth
Coming second to you? God himself couldn't make it happen
And you rapin' rappin better bring it when you face this dragon
Leave yall faces draggin like i melted ya spot
N-I-AG-RAW no wonder I fell to the top
Accept what you not like vanilla ice realising he's white
I'll fight wit a knife attack those chastizing my plights
I'm right wit a mic foes are left strangled and dead
Mangled and red while Emerge is handled and fed
I'll jump rope wit a rope tied around ya neck
And then I'll poke and joke call you a fag or lez
The cries have begun crack babies die and succumb
With the same evil that makes people fear whites wit a gun
I'll write wit a pun forever till I retire my pen
I'll fire again Writejist building an empire of men
I'll hire the feds to build a bomb for a tragic event
And put the blame on David Blaine like the magic he sent
Devise a plan more synical than the rise of man
More deaths feed us clynical than a Keihser's hand
We're a geihzer clan and elevating right us call it
Can't help but feel the spirit when we dropping writejist knowledge
