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Текст (слова) песни: The Nextmen f Grap Luva - Break the Mould

Hook: "I`m international", "Got to uphold the raw shit"

[Round 1]
Yo` check it
My writin` tight words I incite these herbs to bite
Complex like walkin` through project streets at night
Made a pact with God to uphold the raw shit
Don`t flip, we gettin` rotations like buzz clips
While you wait to react, I launch my attack from the ground up
Right and exact like these tracks
Hittin` on facts weavin` gold on wax
Up late nights scribing these rhymes by candlelight
Sodomites take delight in the words I recite
Proceed to educate at the jam I stimulate
Where I`m from got potential plus grabs in the barrel
Holdin` people down longer than the grey pharaoh
Makin` rows narrow so we achieve all goals
See sights, watch dreams unfold quench the soul
With the words I possess the story is told
When I`m done creatin` this I got to break the mould

Hook: "L-O-N-D-O-N"
"Grap Luva, comin` straight from New York"
{*scratches*}

[Round 2]
Yo, Avoidin` stress never take a life for chess
Concidered blessed, movin` amongst the madness
While protected plus I`ve been selected to bring wannabees to their knees
Who be claimin` these
It`s a general thing
My status, seven stars
My M-16 is these sixteen bars
Third eye open, refuse to scribe foolishness
Usin` this to project word sound (connect the power)
Get respect lead these seeds by example
Like a tree in growth I keep my roots ample
Your mind`s a corridor darker than, full of confusion
I come with remedies that crush all illusions
Yo, I write my rhymes one day at a time
Average cats bite styles ( better off bein` mines)
With these lines I possess my story is told
Biters, they getting bold so I breaks the mold
(Here we go)

Hook: "L-O-N-D-O-N"
"Rap murder, comin` straight from New York"
{*scratches*}

[Round 3]
Highly unlike any other cats on mics
I mesmirize as these beats and rhymes (they take flight)
When in rhyme fights inspired by my tight flow
Astute attribute, bound to win, place in show
But I`m no race horse, forget whippin` up on me
Get your wolves and your meager army theres no harm in me
Listen made your stash from no giggas and pimp hats
We don`t pop shit to leather gems while they bitch
Pull their car quick They ungrateful an` slick
If they weaker then their flows then your flow ends quick
Slack jaw cats with no facts always complain
subliminal beats won`t work (call my name)
Still the Y.S.B. crushin` flies so swiftly
Brothas won`t know you as a true emcee
(Rather intense b)
That`s how my story is told
My soul was never sold because I broke the mould

Hook:
{*scratches*}

 

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