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Triumph feat. Baptist, Centa Left, DFTC & Rezadent (Produced by Ciecmate)

from Hearing Not Listening by Dazed

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lyrics

(Invada Zee)
Call him Thor, crawlin' ou the cryogenics door
Hammer in his claw 'n' a manner bring the war
Adamantium Skeletor, cella dwella sort
Sell a fella Gelignite with Heroin to snort
Sumerian I walk through a time warp parryin'
Clarity for eyesores my sword bury 'em
Then carry Maid Marrian for the marryin'
But all she want is Snow White like the Aryans

(Pompei)
Dope right? Trafficking amphetamine
My drive like a motor cycle club peddling, better
Tell a friend, tell a foe, tell a telephone
Tell a telepath like you already know, Hoe
One String, two cups for your earloves
Ya gonna need a teleport to get 'em to hear, yo
Stepped through the Star Gate at age two
Now I pull apart a page at a phrase and blaze through (Centre Left)

(Blase)
Hey man! Get out of my way man
Words straight out the dirt we're some soon to be Made Men
Play jams, when we're heavenly toasted
We can (can) will (will) leave you in hypnosis
Trying to step, don't get too close kid
Got to protect your neck and go for death (yeah no shit)
Predict the patterns of the future increments, well
I'm the car to kill a rat while his whole click witnesses

(Grandeur)
Here come the Grand yo, laced with a little bit of weed
Hungry motherfucker - grown to supersede
Centipede swagger steez yo, with many legs to stand on
I feed tear MC's with these teeth like a Rancor
Rip both of your hands off, eat like an animal
Don't see me as admirable, I finish off your family too
Have you seen my family lose? We yearnin' for the power
Renowned ta take over this city Trump Towers

(Nato)
Sonic gutter flutter, DFTC ruckus, no stutter
Bled blue, utter nudda, the rudders are cutters
Numbers are runners, sykes syked sick, six under
No avoiding the thunder, we hoarding the plunder
Boarding your residence, sorting through evidence
Convicted for your petulance, now receiving sentencing
Like meddling with a Medllin (medi-in), no way to win
Now carry the bags you be buried in (bitch)

(Nexus P)
Bitch please! Dick slap the shit out a prick tease
The sick feed - eat diseased bush and spit seeds
Till my lips bleed, bleed bits of mixed trees
Breathe deep thick green wreathes in sixteens (Centre Left)
Drippin' with wisdom and ink streaks
Leave a deep crease on big bears with linked speech
Unleash beasts - with mothers and kids sleep
Keep killin' shit street like gutters and split teeth... Nex P

(Sparts)
This is Sparta, DFTC, we’re the martyrs
An industry shakedown, rates now
Primetime media, feeding like Great whites
Yin to your Yang we’re the darkness to your daylight
So fuck your daytime, droning mentality
Work eight hours for a pot pissing salary?
Uh. That’s no balance,
See the world through its scapegoats
Rich tick the box, with a Fox shock jock, fucking what
Man, stop your drama, the hundreds disarming these Lamas
Chinese burn, Middle Kingdom with a vision
Scream like a victim, So that’s what we’re on about
See my mineral wealth go offshore for a dollar now
My Pig Iron, surviving the violence, primed for a riot
Bullets come back now, right like they’re flying

(Rezadent)
My firsts are bloodied up and scuffed after past events
Lines combat react like raps last defence
Archangel with a Sabre make a playa repent
You push 'em yesterday rappers they just a past tense
A massive shake up when I'm housin' the words
Plus these suckas take offence like drunk drivers mountin' the curb
Verse is preserved and hardly move in my diaphragm
Only 8 lines devised but every one is a diagram

(Sinks)
Getting gully I'm summoning raps
Some are in traps and some are living in the summit of black
In and out of the well again im a predicate orwellian
Elegant fella with a hell of a dark sentiment
Get 'em in a minute and dead 'em who let the devil in
You are like a sedative I'm a shot of a adrenalin
Who is really ready to ready the deadly cavalry
Cos when I fire lyrics I'm shattering their anatomny
Monsoon rains you fickle and pitter patterin
Erasin' matter I never wanted to only rattle 'em
Baddest attitude and the shortest of short fuse
Fuck one on one shit im coming for whole crews
DFTC! The name a get the streets red
Street breed legends who never knowing a compromise
Sense and smell fear and see it up in their troubled eyes
Lookin for some drama lets see how quickly the ego dies

(Force)
Regal lies, kings talk, Jesters in this court
Cant believe a single word or even a fucken thought
Over sought and compensated
People looking elated at lyrics that are faded
While im dominating the matrix
I ladle the broth to the peasants who want more
You want more, what the fuck you think I do this for?
Judas raw, hang me from the cross with a hammer squire
Burn in fire rise again with a mic a phoenix flyer
Perched on the tower top watching the fucken city rot
Waiting for the right time to swoop in and let em drop
Now we back on top, cause the hand is high
And im going all in to mine with the parchment I scribed
Looking to pry and open up the locks of ya mind
With the call from Dazed, let em have it, let it fucken fly
Open the skies and let it reign forth on the masses
It's the ending, apocalyptic clashes

(Mol One)
Ya deaded, what else needs to be said?
Nothing more nothing less 8 bars full'a lead
Try now to impress without arrogance
You can follow the follower and copy what the parrot says
Apparent heads hold flames to credibility
Injustice amongst us and its killing me
But if I go down you go down too
Murderous sound like Snowtown now rope that noose

(Baptist)
It's that war correspondent. Dirty up the Middle East
Superthug, Noreaga in the Phillipines
Manual, survival. Shot to camera
Cut back, studio life, you lack stamina
I'm your man at the scene, saying it first
Never in it for the Monet, I paint it with words
Let 'em observe the night raids, give 'em the night rays
Leave 'em all green when I deliver this hype phrase
Dawn breaks and I'm downing verbal effigies
Glorifying the past worst than a bad memory
I'm a new breed, choking journalism
Talking for myself and I'm smart enough to listen
All the chitter chatter, did was flatter a little badder
Staying out the game be the biggest benefactor
Hang a verse round ya neck like an heirloom
Guest spot killer living innards in the Spare Room

(Dazed)
Keep it tight like Huarache kicks, my style's sick
Violent, enticing, you bite like Mike Tyson
I'm Don King, you feather-weights go back where you came from
Cut from the same cloth, I'm Bison - insane boss
Many complained about the state of things
We pressed wax on first release but aren't judged a label, so what's beef?
I'll bring the ruckas 'till the cows come home
DFTC's the team, it seems I've found my zone
Burn City we the sinister, right to the arm
Cause a vision with the lyricism, vengeance is calm
I read in psalms, I hate the scene like LC on their first drop
Heard your verse, the worse
Sounded better when your verse stopped
Fuck Digital Blues, here's a digital bruise
We rep an era where the physical's true
So how the fuck you cop doubles of an mp3?
I put your music in the trash and now your folder is empty

credits

from Hearing Not Listening, released September 20, 2012
Written by Invada Zee, Pompei, Blase, Grandeur, Nato, Nexus P, Sparts, Rezadent, Sinks, Force, Mol One, Baptist & Dazed
Produced by Ciecmate for Broken Tooth Entertainment
Vocoder by Geko

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