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Heavy 'head noddin' beat..my usual swift, smooth flow, lyrics just reppin' myself n' my skills
uk hiphop mc
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Just a lil' white kid tryin' his luck..I record all tracks usin' cool edit 2.0 on my computer..My style's raw n' my content's intelligent..The beats i use are gritty n' sick.. Not for the lighthearted or vulnerable wack mcs pz
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Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
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Peak #1,374
Peak in subgenre #236
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written by cydfx beat by Capuano
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November 01, 2002
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MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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anxious to speak mental mathematics reach/ chemical reactions seek incomprehensible patterns meet/ electrical transactions reach dental chatterin' teeth/ thats how my temple practices speach/ with masculine ease my pencil captures mcs/ i'm on top of the world while the devils stranded beneath/ i meddle with ganja n' weed to settle my anger n' greed/ metal tampered genes i'm hard to level damage or believe/ i've got several expandin' dreams/ a special sanctioned teen in flight with exceptional landin' scenes/ while expendable rappers bleed these telepathical tentacles grab n' teach/ over experimental tracks n' beats, sendin' u maths n' heat in sentence form/ attack the weak with relentless storms for endless dawns/ till at last i reach the centre core then i send the raw/ givin' u the knowledge to prevent the war/ x4 i trully rhyme the best, cydfx lines deflect ya puny dialect/ missin' ya education, scientific experimentations/ written mathematical equations, picturin' geographical locations/ listenin' to the existence of teradactols n' cavemen/ the history of our nation, victorys in battle and invasions/ the permission of historical enslavement/ information communication technology amazement/ ya never heard of business tactics n' phrases/ never learnt different languages n' places/ never worked on christians, catholics n' the way they live/ see me i gained the knowledge now i play at college/ keep my A-grades polished my brain is solid/ i put what i've learnt n' learnin' in my words n' verses/ my rhymes are heard in churches, braincell decline reverses/ got there eyes searchin cause there mind is thirsty/ thats why i flow like water that tastes like wine from 1930/ x4 i trully rhyme the best, cydfx lines deflect ya puny dialect/ i'm a flow perfectionist i sold the exorcists soul to a microphone specialist/ now my glows effortless like gold necklaces my mind has a cold intelligence/ i write in golden lettering my rhymes are coded messages/ and my aim is super tight gettin' ya brains r computerised/ but dont' let the blue of my eyes confuse ya mind/ you decide while the tune rewinds, is this truth or lies/ who denys there in the losin' side, no one/ cause you see thru the eyes of winnners who can rhyme/ thats y u find beginners sayin' this n' that without proof besides there tracks/ but my view's behind the rap cause the tune can hide the wackness/ and who relys on practice but don't get it confused or backwards/ raps beutifully designed like an atlas are the true sign of masters/ x4 i trully rhyme the best, cydfx lines deflect ya puny dialect/
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