by Mad At Gravity on album Miscellaneous
Just move along There's nothing to see here Just flashing lights that simmer In pools that catch their crimson As the spectacle unfolds On tiptoes, bells and whispers This collision's reality Is made
by Eminem & Linkin Park on album Collision Course II
Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen I ain't no politician, but I'll kick it with 'em a minute ‘Cause, see, they call me a menace And if the shoe fits I'll wear it But if it
by Canibus on album For Whom The Beat Tolls
[Vocal 1] I got bored with four beats to the measure Professor speech compressor terminated his tenure to explore a more rewarding adventure Take a closer look at the bars You'll see I'm not
by Canibus on album Lost Lyrics
Yeah! That's the beat right there. I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit. So don't try this at home, yo. Yo, yo, yo My style of rhyming, is ancient like Aztec's and Mayan's B
by Logic feat. King Solomon on album Black Rothschild
Logic] Every time I think I gotta go, uh Cause if you seek then you gotta know, uh Bitches they only care 'bout the flow, uh Come on you know how the story go, uh This the shit that never runnin' th
by Killarmy on album Dirty Weaponry
( P.R. Terrorist ) Skuffed up guns, toss the filthy heat then run Dirty Weaponry fill my clip with rusty dum dums It hardly worked right, When I bust it hardly jerked right Smith and Wesson type, illu
by Canibus on album For Whom The Beat Tolls
(feat. K-Solo) [Intro:] Yea, Mic Club and Waste Management "Javelin Fangz" WolfGang, sharp fangz Yea [Canibus:] The vocalist with osmosis spit Canibus on some robust robot shit You're
by Canibus Feat. K-Solo on album Miscellaneous
Yeah, Mic Club and Waste Management Javelin Fangz, WolfGang, sharp fangz, yeah The vocalist with osmosis spit Canibus on some robust robot shit You're not fit, drop, give me fifty bars of spit Nine h
by Frankie Cutlass on album Politics & Bullshit
You and you and you clap your hands I want you and you and you to clap your hands I want You and you and you clap your hands I want you and you and you to clap your hands One: June Lover Make a hole n
by Jeru the Damaja on album The Sun Rises in the East
Produced By DJ Premier *Premier cuts and scratches Jeru saying "My Mind Spray" for four bars* [Verse 1: Jeru the Damaja] I annihilate, as I articulate Words of power, your rhymes are unconf
by Prozak on album Paranormal
[Intro] Motherfuck you Straight up fuck you Double fuck you Bitch fuck you [Verse 1] I want this anthem for those who can't find em For them industry [?] who don't know talent from [?] Becom
by Prozak on album Paranormal
Motherfuck you Straight up fuck you Double fuck you Bitch fuck you I want this anthem for those who can't find em For them industry [?] who don't know talent from [?] Becoming obvious that they've be
by Wretch 32 on album Black and White (Deluxe Version)
Listen hey look I didn't want to separate But with bad gravity how we going to elevate? Sometimes you get closer from a step away And I would never say (please don't let me go) But I just wanted her t
by Mad At Gravity on album Resonance
Mad at Gravity Resonance Walk Away Find me… I'm falling… And fooling myself that it's flight Imperfect, I plummet And ponder Pushed away on principle Walk away and I stare Would you stand
by Mad at Gravity on album Miscellaneous
Mad at Gravity Miscellaneous Burn These embers burn down low. And with my face aglow. You are all I know. Set this place on fire. Watch the flames rise higher. As they reach the ceiling. At your
by Mad At Gravity on album Resonance
Please excuse my ignorance, But isn't this what men strive lifetimes for? The price is high, but consequence Of spinelessness will cost much more Kerosene Carry me If my faith gives way I have nothing
by Mad At Gravity on album Resonance
I get lost behind the plot And I'm skinny with regret And I barely breathe enough And I'm swimming in the thoughts That I haven't got to yet And I crane to rise above I know you're waiting for me I kn
by Mad At Gravity on album Resonance
For all the times that I apologized With humbled head and weeping sighs I find the times I tried to hold the lie With sweaty palms and knuckles white I need you to say it. Say it. I need you to say it