(feat. DJ Bonez) [Verse 1: Pressure] Don't stop or hesitate, lyrical blows will make you levitate Brothers think their fat, damn their fuckin' feather weight For heavens sake, I never crossed over ever mate I regularly elevate, my upper man regulate I never mate Brothers say I come back from hell to wait MC's selling their souls to record companies Celibates like selling rates I'm sleeping while their well awake I celebrate while they feel the rainy weather mate So while I'm well awake the album drops but they never make They telling me to prepare for the venom when they smell a snake There's a thousand stories in the city that are hell or fake I never wait for mine to waste time to elevate Together mate all we need is to delegate Some rhyme power so that enough force can generate And segregate the real from the dwellers Mate its time for b-boys to get yours together mate [Hook x4:] I don't stop the body rock (We say) Don't stop the body rock (We say) [Verse 2: Suffa] Ahhhh... B-boy, verballing, lattering, configuring, lettering, sampling Fat as us delivering Words on the world that I'm living in Unforgiving in, my style no considering Giving in Next celebrate Don't deviate, Arrogate Fatter ways, who better ways Never hesitate, get us straight Elevate, till you levitate Demonstrate skills that the hills will celebrate Impersonators situate styles that you emulate Lacerate flows with the flows that I fluctuate Intimidate in the late, how was I? Stimulate Cowards imitate my style, try to simulate Beginner mate Noise, b-boys, getting in the crate Innovate, bones cut the record till your finger break Integrate the sounds underground I'll bomb em' mate Nominate the hoods for the crew to dominate [Hook x8: till fade]
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. DJ Bonez) [Verse 1: Pressure] Don't stop or hesitate, lyrical blows will make you levitate Brothers think their fat, damn their fuckin' feather weight For heavens sake, I never crossed over ever mate I regularly elevate, my upper man regulate I never mate Brothers say I come back from hell to wait MC's selling their souls to record companies Celibates like selling rates I'm sleeping while their well awake I celebrate while they feel the rainy weather mate So while I'm well awake the album drops but they never make They telling me to prepare for the venom when they smell a snake There's a thousand stories in the city that are hell or fake I never wait for mine to waste time to elevate Together mate all we need is to delegate Some rhyme power so that enough force can generate And segregate the real from the dwellers Mate its time for b-boys to get yours together mate [Hook x4:] I don't stop the body rock (We say) Don't stop the body rock (We say) [Verse 2: Suffa] Ahhhh... B-boy, verballing, lattering, configuring, lettering, sampling Fat as us delivering Words on the world that I'm living in Unforgiving in, my style no considering Giving in Next celebrate Don't deviate, Arrogate Fatter ways, who better ways Never hesitate, get us straight Elevate, till you levitate Demonstrate skills that the hills will celebrate Impersonators situate styles that you emulate Lacerate flows with the flows that I fluctuate Intimidate in the late, how was I? Stimulate Cowards imitate my style, try to simulate Beginner mate Noise, b-boys, getting in the crate Innovate, bones cut the record till your finger break Integrate the sounds underground I'll bomb em' mate Nominate the hoods for the crew to dominate [Hook x8: till fade]
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