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lyrics written & performed by AbaDawn produced by DJ Who mixed and edited by AbaDawn
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Tactikz Of Tongue Entertainment is an independent group of emcees all striving for the same goal through hip hop. All about stimulation of mind and the free expression of words using rhythm and poetry...just listen to a few tracks and you'll get the idea... http://www.soundclick.com/bands/6/abattlesdawn.htm http://www.soundclick.com/bands/9/assylumswackfreestyles.htm http://www.soundclick.com/bands/0/summerproject2004.htm http://www.soundclick.com/bands/4/totebeats.htm
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #834
Peak in subgenre #399
Author
AbaDawn
Rights
Justin Sims
Uploaded
September 01, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Caught square in the crosshairs I aim high The same guy that got bare in your dames thighs Gray skies take eyes off the common street To rock a beat and drink falling rain like a pot of tea Your sovereignty is obsolete - not that we control it But both lips need to shut we the cut you need to roll with And so slip away from the emergency exit – ya blockin it Certainly wrecking ya nerdy record clips till all it skips I walk to blips on a life sized mine field Surprise! the designs real. realized when I died, still I pick up missing limbs twisting them back into place With the taste of sour blood mixed in with patches of face With that as the case I stay and rest silently Trifling the days that I solved things to my best violently The next side ya see will differ completely But if you’ll buy my cd THEN you’ll get to repeat me (What a deal…) Move into place and let the pieces drift Need to shift to the plates and leave it all amidst A fiend that’ll grip – any rock solid object With a shaky hand to stop feeling nauceaus when I’m conscious So Block this – says the giant tossin boulders Popped my shoulder out of place a loud embrace to knock the rocks on over A simple case of atlas shrugged now we all outta luck The powder stuck with hands of love to ripple days of clouded muck Puddles brush the landscape with a mirror of my walk Imperial stalks fearing the plots we seared from a thought I’m here but I’m not – A figment of past wishes I’m too gone so move on and live with my last kisses Thrash hinges open doorways to my foreplay And your stay maxes living towards range I can’t afford to pay I’m more than laid back – I’m completely asleep with a get out of jail free card – I don’t need in my dreams (what a deal…)
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