Spirit Of The Secret Wind
Its A Complex Piece. The first song I actually wrote. I made it in one try because i had to go to work.
Illmatic literature with a bit of poetry.
This is KrayZ.aka.ShadoW.aka.Kritical Notes.aka.Shogun The Pr-Aa
Story behind the song
Life Of An Emcee. My Barbarian Style
Lyrics
Paragraph's Composed, Set These Lyrics To Engage
Blood Rush Through Ya Veins Like Meds Formed Into Cocaine
No Hesitation...The Image Remains The Same
Prime In The Brain Ressurected Into Change
Abomonation, Static Stream With The Relevence
Checkin On The Hell I Spit, Non-Fiction Sentences
Connectin Shit, My Mic Explodes As I Blaze It
Legend With Sharp Slang Lyrics n Im The Ancient
Wit Statements, Produced From Lines Made Of Gold
Greet Me To The Show, I Start Emceein From The Soul
Believe Ya Owned, Shape Shift Inside Ya Fuckin Cervix
As I Stab Ya With Sword Grip Of Needles Hypothermic
Ya Heard The Verdict, My Harmony Spits To Slay Ya
My Knowledge Works The Land Like The Rise Of Egyptian Labor
Im Made To Break Ya, With Rhyme Intellect Supreme
The Upper Being With Hip Hop Buried Deep Inside My Genes
::Verse 2::
A Verbal Oddysey,
Constantly Im Droppin Frees To Slaughter These Copying, Monotony,
Mockeries, Optioning, Sets of Hate that Penetrate Inside Of Me
I Fillet Hipocrisy, Engaged In Armed Robbery
Armory, I Proceed To Beat These Endless Sets Quick
Tremendous, Impeccable Tongue Fight Forensics
A Lesson, The Virtue Blows Intelligence My Slogan
To Show Sons, I Father Arms Like Four Mutual Shoguns
The Spoken, Pencil Benefits Finesse As An Essence Your Presents
A Viscript Choke Opposite Benevolence
Each Sentence Bleeding a Radiant Hoax, Phasin To Choke
Blowing Like of Verbal Sweets N Coke
To Provoke, An Escapade Of Pain
Retract The Name Through The Deadly Range In My Blade
Fate Is Aimed, Each Lines A Part Of The Episode
Connection Blown, Someone Rise To Earth n Bless My Soul
Vanquish The Rhyme Tense, My Hip Hop Is Your Highness
The Finest, Emcee Talent Shakes The Fuckin Pyrex
In Live Sense, Apathy Formed In Agony
The Rhapsody, The Voyage Is Reversesd To Ya Fallacies
Lavishing, A Nemesis Made To Feed You
The Evil I Stick Is Armageddon In My Steeple
It Eats You, Velocity Animates The Sight
KrayZ's Chemical Theory, Your The Proto-Type
