3 emcees & 2 producers, yet there's only four of them? From both uptown and downtown Toronto, The Advent Children are the next big thing to COME out of the Scre
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #698
Peak in subgenre #63
Author
T. Head, R. Maclaren, J. F. Scurr
Rights
2009
Uploaded
July 03, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 5:21
Story behind the song
We couldn't figure out a name for the song, so we left it as the number tack that it was when we got the CD from out 4th member, Ryan. Either way, the track came out crack!
Lyrics
Getz
Half your block, gets their steez, from rap or rock
produce swagger, my labs a sweat shop
we have a set spot, the game down on lock
be like big L or pac, stop when I'm shot
Exagerrations, no, explanations
of streets that we played, layed, and ran astray in
Forget delayin, insinuatons', I'm straight up sayin'
your about as real as my picaso paintings
Project words to my fullest, like imax
your lyrics like sex, with no climax
I come hard, run far on the track
hold bars like gold batons, sound the gat
The E-m-s arrived, said he had survived
but I seen him in his bed and he ain't alive
When he closed one eye, he was aimin' to die
death tolls, death rolls like a caiman hides
But he back on the strip, gat on his hip
crack in his ass crack, black on his lips
He fronts like a G, but he acts like a b***
stunts like a fiend and cracks like a snitch
You give in concern and are burned by your peeps
you live and you learn, U-turn, a new leaf
Cause it's too late to turn once the court is ajourned
only sh** I'm a flip and earn off is new beats
Ho
Ye i got lyrics in mind, but still got more lyrics to find,
u cant, thats y, ur lyrically blind,
u'll get physically blind, when my spirit does shine,
half celestial half physical, call me a hybrid,
im such a high kid, i can barely open my eye lids,
this life im inside it,
when we start is now, we got sh** charted down, like a wide grid
im goin through my spiritual perfection,
a miracle is only through one's perception,
im tryin to release this lyrical supression,
like when they rigged the stock market durin the historical depression,
like Neo askin the Oracle questions,
it's like im gaspin cus my vocals are stressin,
this body i posses is surely great,
great enough to enter the pearly gates, at an earthly state,
i got no time, y am i the first to wait?
i got my hunger, felt number plus this thirst is great
somethin to devour yup plus murk n rape,
u cowards should kno its over.. u nerds are late!
how gonna make it rain when its been pourin?
i aint out of my form, so who u informin?
the peice of the pie, Advent takes the big portion,
like cops who go nuts for doenuts at Tim Hortins
Jew
From peddlin weight, found music,
so im droppin the 8,
3.5 sold about 8 of those a day
that be a ounce of yay,
on the advent mission,
where the destination dont stop,
Son the vision here,
with no hestitation on the plot,
what you seek is what we saught,
what you keep is what we caught,
first they have it, then they grasp they,
whole movements a flop,
cocked guns, pulled triggers,
lost friends, lose some
Loved ones, so understand
shallow mans cant swim in our deep ends
Them strugglin is easy to spot,
so look we made our minds up,
focused on the main course, no time for side stuff,
When it came to cakin, I couldnt deny drugs,
cats slack mind shut, never realizin they high enough
Frontin on us with your Barnes bluff, type to build bonds,
get shiesty, end up firin trust
Earn to learn, more then principles in turn
simple terms, watch your actions engulf
Your words to burn,
dark and dim, I'm focusin' once again,
this time my target, Advent success,
notice this marksman, scars from battles and boughts,
just like a spartan, Crush your brain into almond paste,
marzapan, rhymes leave you out of space,
some say we rap martian
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