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peace and love from the northern hemisphere
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #404
Peak in subgenre #226
Author
Kenny Dixon
Rights
Kenny Dixon 2010
Uploaded
February 26, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:11
Lyrics
got no faith no lose,
I paid my dues,
that’s why I rape you crews,
And bake you dudes,
Mate you and your people couldn’t walk a f*** ing foot in my shoes,
There’s been times when I’ve been blue, Times when I’ve been bruised,
All you fake wack rappers I’m talking to you,
How you keeping it real if what your sayings not true,
I drink the booze,
Like diluted orange juice,
Everything I produce,
Is quite the opposite to loose,
Make the crowd get loud jump around and move,
And I don’t need anybody in the back shouting woo!
All I need is an echo like dj clues,
And I could probably sell a few f*** ing mix tapes to,
And that’s real, so look deeper inside of music ,
You were born with a brain all you gotta do is use it,
Abuse it yeah I do to mate but f*** it,
I`m so sick I make mcs chuck up in buckets,
I eat emcees like peanut butter kit Kats,
You pussys don’t want no riff raff,
Too right I don’t take no mess,
Too right I don’t sound nothing but fresh,
When I grab these mics and I spit these bars,
You act like rizla and get ripped apart,
Mess your face up like some post modern art,
I’m sniffing blow and running over your toes in a go kart,
I hit the bulls eye but I don’t play no darts,
Just like I don’t play golf but I’m up to par,
Bust tunes like Mozart so damn smart,
But when you c*** s get a dope beat you don’t know where to start,
And from the morning sun till its late and dark,
I’m putting in work and selling dope at the park,
Embarked on a quest to leave famous remarks,
Leave teeth marks in emcees flesh like sharks,
A big bad one like that one out of jaws,
I’ll take an emcee, point out all of your flaws,
I’ll take on your crew knock off all of your jaws,
And I’ll keep going on, cus there’s no need to pause,
Been representing now for a damn few years,
Seen a lot of elbow grease and damn few tears,
Seen Lots of blood lots of drugs lots of beers,
Seen lots of bust ups between friends and peers,
Seen the truth when it wasn’t obviously clear,
Seen a few knives yeah and I’ve seen a few spears,
Been in a few fights and I’ve chewed a few ears,
With each and every one I think I’ve lost a few fears,
Cus now people seem to know my name like cheers,
But only because I shifted it up like car gears,
My childhood hobby is a possible career,
Cus I spit sharp like black and Decker hedge shears,
When you rhyming you queers sound your talking from your rears,
So I hit those baby’s one more time like britney spears,
And you aint even worth my breath,
So I started resorting to torture and death,
What other options have I got left,
Emcees wanna hang they can hang by the neck,
Getting props paying my dues and getting respect,
I Rocking mics and representing for the real heads,
You never ever find a style like this,
Cus I’m straight forward and I let these rappers know my business,
When I’m with this,
Grab the microphone and rip this,
Spit this big bag of rhymes at you b*** es,
Make you look dumb like passport pictures,
I’m itching to punch punks in the nose bridges,
Clippers in my fists and a spliff in my lips its,
Ken dix north east better bear witness,
Like roots manuva I bring it with the fitness,
Think about Marley every time that I twist sticks,
Lick silver rizla and roll like a pro,
Blow shows smoke o`s and I work that flow,
Feel sweet when my eyelids are riding low,
Its like we running in a race and you rappers is slow,
I go for gold,
Never ever do what I’m told,
Stay raw like a fridge when its filled with mould,
Make rappers shed a tear like the wind when its cold,
I will pull out your card and make you bastards fold,
I’ve rolled through the coldest of roman roads,
Use morse code to win a battle with my mouth closed,
don’t need no label,
I’m able to stay stable,
Shock rappers like live electricity cables,
don’t tell fables,
Sturdy like a ten footed table,
I make other emcees seem musically disabled,
Got the angel of the north in a b boy stanc
