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Complex lyrics often deep meaning. I like to speak on politics and the Illuminati, but also like a good flex tune with a battle feel.
I'm an MC from the UK - My main focus is to impress with the complexity of my rhymes whilst maintaining coherency within my concepts.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,414
Peak in subgenre #2,314
Author
MC²
Uploaded
March 20, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 2:27
Lyrics
In the hot summer weather I like nothing much better
Than cotchin’ with pot that I got from my bredders
An’ I’m not gonna ever stop flowin’ never
Gonna not no I’m clever an’ I’ve got so intelligent
From pot coke an’ ketamine I drop coded messages
So effectively that they’re not wrote in letters
There’s no discrepancy in the golden flows my pen’ll bleed
Each time I hold the pen it seems it flows relentlessly
I’m not joking check an’ see I spit hot flows incessantly
I spoke what I wrote to invoke potent memories
I’m hopin’ every Joe I ever see knows my legacy
So much so they encode my flows to memory
So just press your keys an’ download the mp3
You can get it free cos I stole almost every beat
In this game I know the enemy an’ claim the open territory
When I blow my chosen weaponry is focused energy
So don’t come testin’ me with your token efforts please
The road ahead of me’s filled with broken heads an’ gs
I’m broken mentally I drink to cope effectively
No dependency it’s mirrors and smoke essentially
So soaked in Hennessy it stole my whole identity
Corroded chemically an’ moulded detrimentally
I know that existentially I’m just a token effigy
To hope an’ getting’ free from this hole of social entropy
My goals are meant to be but I know they’re empty dreams
Though my hopes are evergreen when I’m sowin’ every seed
Cos in the end if it’s meant to be then it’ll be
An’ every seed with proper care will grow eventually
So potentially no potential dream has no potential see
The possibilities are open ended no contentions please
That’s how it tends to be although sometimes it won’t regrettably
So don’t let it be your raison d’ettre know that any dream
For any reason might not be meant to be
Only when you’ve seen this can your soul be left in peace
An’ only those who run the whole show can get at me
Who mould us mentally to control us centrally
Hive mind an’ drone telepathy close the scope of every sheep
I’ve no propensity to bend the truth so evidentially
The evidence it seems is heavy for the heads against the Queen
This is a song I wrote to let you see my flows the centrepiece
In my show so that every sentence seeds the flows immensity
An’ shows the peasant people what I know to set them free
While they choke on Embassies soakin’ in the potent chemistry
Which’ll close your throat an’ cut your alveoli density
So horrendously that you won’t ever breathe
An’ soak up so much ever see it makes me so immensely peeved that
I just broke my pen in three to cope an’ smoked a tenner weed
I notice then the feeling all is fine grows progressively
An’ so suggests to me that I so depend on weed
To smoke to cope pathetically I don’t think sensibly
When I’m stoned so incidentally I won’t be ever me
When I’m tokin’ any green an’ stoned to the nth degree
But when I’m on the mic got multis flowin’ endlessly
So impressively that the crowd are so impressed with me
That even in the queue people are going mental seems
Like the bloke ahead was seen to pay a lower entry fee
My shows breed jealousy from clones who won’t be ever seen
So much so I’m goin’ home before they get to me
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