ConneXion is the ongoing project of two UNSIGNED emcees.. Canadian-based FallenSoldia and ShockWave outta the UK..
Lyrics
ShockWave :
im playin tricks on ya mind like im violent by design
and continue breakin spines of all the newbies that have whined
still actin like ya blind but u'll get left behind
and u know the bottom line is im one of a kind
aint no MC u can find or a whole crew combined
who has got the right rhymes [to take out shockwave in his prime]
my skill is undefined, u still at the startin line
its true i was assigned to murder all mankind
u might as well resign, im blowin up like land mines
and sprayin walls with blood like interior design
the skulls that i divide belong to MCs that have tried
and ended up denied by the rhymes i provide
i wont be undermined, so say ya last goodbyes
cos when me and u collide, u wont be comin out alive
when the skys stars allign.. and u all see the signs..
better believe that its time for my partner in crime..
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FallenSoldia :
Lyrically blessed, I spit rhymes that’ll murder ya.
Fuckin with the best, but we still aint eva heard a ya.
Curdle ya brain, as I make ya body rot.
Surge through ya veins, with the lyrics that I drop.
I fear that your not, listening to my words.
Bitch, I am superb. I glisten through the herd.
“Rap” like “animals” with my “jedi mind tricks”.
Minds flip over my script. Fine tipped with my blind wit.
Timed it, and I’m counting down to the apacalypse.
Rock ya with my boy. Speak his name and it’ll shock ya lips.
I brought ya this, asking nothing in return.
Hunting just to learn that there’s something that I yearn.
I crave the embrace of lyrical perfection.
Spiritual affection for this miracle I’m presenting.
Feel like second guessin everything I’ve said?
Messing with my head, will get get me spreading out your chest.
Me and Shock spittin over Micky Ward.
Words slittin wrists like they was tricky swords.
Can’t afford to script if I miss a single beat.
Scatter my verbs like I’m trippin with the heat.
Admittin to defeat, is like admittin to my death.
Written by the best, I rhyme on every breath.
Thinkin this is it, think there aint nothing left.
Hit them with another Shock, their waitin for the rest...
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ShockWave :
yo im back on the track, to drop nuthin but fact
and show the skulls that i've cracked, with my lyrical attacks
the skills other rappers lack, are the ones i got stacked
like a hiphop lumberjack, when i swing my verbal axe
u know i dont slack, cos i contain in my brain
flames to name n shame any rappers claim 2 fame
the Arts run this game and when ur in our aim
i dont need to explain, cos u know we're here to reign....
