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V.T., W.E. heavy affiliates
Sickest kids flipping scripts readily militant
Villainous, get up in ya pocket like billiards
Forget millions we rock 4 the thrill of it
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Verse 1
I Fire direct hits with my higher dialectic
Dire rhyme tech sh** liars get checked quick
Left stressed how we rep this Verbal Terra collective
You can’t picture any out there to test this
Daily blending a dictionaries eat ‘em for breakfast
A thesaurus for lunch to select the best lexis
Connect with crews and bruise fools who lose cool
With screws loose like post nine eleven perspectives
Cruise through with new tunes that prove too infectious
Spreading quick like vids on youtube
We make the room move with an eclectic set list
Live and direct like the drive in a deck of technics
On my block we drop non-stop like tetris
Respect this - the most distinguished linguists
Kings of English but language is irrespective
F*** a grand entrance I make the best exits
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Verse 2
Through the power of the solar tribe
Converse with worlds long lost when I hold a mic
(flow it right) The dopest type reppin’ the toon army
Forget a tsunami wipe you out cos I control the tides
Call me Posieden the lunar lunatic with a trident
Do this sh** to prove I’m sick with the rhyming
And fake rappers make cacker tracks that are laughable
Me I’m sick as watching two dicks split a heiman
And you boys are just sh** burn the dark side of the spoon
A ‘Pink Floydian’ slip I’m boiling this sh**
With more stamina more challengers all recoil to be sick
We rock heavy on the set like the oldest boulder
It’s the Drop Dead Fred and the Soulful Soldier
Like we said we’re ever ready and militant
VT and White Elephant are heavy affiliates
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Verse 3
On ya marks, ready, go sh** the so full of soul kid
Blowing up quick like heavy explosives
And Freddy is ever ready to step on ya show sh**
We flow sick and hot you getting left in the cold kid
This White Elephant clique is so close knit
We roll with the old mystic scrolls when we smoke spliffs
Own this, got you on a ‘lease’ like bovis
You stuck in the mud we oil the wheels of progress
Emcees too weak like climate change policy
Spray properly to break the fake monarchy
F*** beef but I’ll still take your property
My words topple you up with reverse psychology
We bring the energy of rouge Taurus
Yous all are getting lost like a rude tourist
Too lawless with the stance of vigilantes
Slow dance romance with chance we’re spitting madly