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Life's Scarred Face (Featuring Militant)
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A collab with Militant, aint the title simple enough?.
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Just 1 lyrically ill individual.
Ummm, I'm a UK white rapper, I can't b beat in battles, have like a 90% record (or close) apparently I have a big ego (yeh right), style is mainly dark shit, but I can go in comedy mode alot, which apparently aint good so erm....I won't do that too often. Thank You for reading, free complimentary mints are available.
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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#164,331 today Peak #1,308
#103,176 in subgenre Peak #671
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Vocals/Lyrics: Militant, Emphatic AkA Def~Vis. Mov
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July 12, 2002
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MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Verse 1: A divined force.. A swordsmen seated on my mighty horse.. My minds incarerated with ill thoughts.. When I switch to battle mode.. I conquer castles an fortes.. Surrender your arms an have your men.. Retreating like a comet headin 4 earth.. I come with heat, grown up in the streets.. Got nothin to live for.. Thats why my rhymes tend to b so hardcore.. Possesin the strength of a matador.. Aint no defeatin this lyrical carnivore.. With this ferocious cannibal.. I had to fix b4 the invention of nethin mechanical.. b4 god gave life to animals.. B4 rules were made to break by criminals.. I reigned supreme.. Hands covered in is blood hard 2 clean.. Hear my screams with words of potence.. Enuff to take out ur whole team.. From age 16, I lost a friend who was a crack fiend.. Since then my raps been mean.. But I kept it real, fightin for every meal.. Couldn't afford food so I had to steal.. Then I approached life from a different field.. Now with the right manor.. I can live the life of luxury like Tony Montana. Verse 2: I concoct the hell.. From my mind that my bars place.. Fully keepin my word.. Each time like I was Scarface.. It's Emph all over this.. Shit with my man Militant.. 1 thing clear in mind.. To instill skill intent.. I spit straight torture.. That my lips still invent.. RAP's Tony Montana.. like I will relent?.. Nah, never happen.. Whilst I hold my fate.. Haters be there for reasons.. They be supposed to hate.. But this my spot, try.. Enter my field I close the gate.. I'm lyrically scaled which.. U can't take when I pose my weight.. U fail to realise I posess.. These troubled raps.. I antaganise an press till u pop.. Like bubble wrap.. So protect your goods.. Cos I'll break the fragile.. Whilst lyrically keepin.. The fact I relate so agile.. Wether I rap in battle mode.. Or I keep it deep.. I hold ne1 try to get close.. When reaches seep.. I don't trust nobody.. What life teaches me.. Get sucked into falseness.. When the leaches creep.. And if u ask how I am.. Probly get a stressed answer.. Day to day aint clear.. Same wit my moms breast cancer.. But as long as I got.. The mind the pen an mic.. I'll keep doin this shit and still step up tight.. Eases the constant waves formed.. From the stress of life.. An I'll tell u this now.. It aint likely i'll mess up twice..
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