[Intro: Duane Jones, Akala, Ghetts]
'Cause (Yeah) there's a major demand for Lowkey material
Do you think we're gonna get more Lowkey material in 2016?
I dunno about in 2016
But I...I mean I...I would find it hard to believe that never in his life..
Someone naturally that talented
That brilliant an MC
With music just flowing through his veins
I will be very surprised if he...if he never comes back
Lowkey is one of them people with them, like, energy, threat, can't beat
Certain people's energies are off and I just think, we're on, we're on a different side spiritually
On a deeper ting, I just feel like you're on the other side spiritually
We can worry
[Verse 1]
You could never top my Fire In The Booth
I don't need a label; I'm signed to the truth
If you're a lion heart with the mind of a moose
Your circle can hurt you as tight as a noose
Bars artillery, harsher than killer bees
I'm a marksman with beats, carvin' 'em into meat
Par mini mes, laugh at them in the street
Wanna spar the elite, hard for you to compete
Not a marketin' dream, hearts in the Middle East
Starvin' to eat, marger beyond belief
Where they martyr the meek, marchin' 'em into meet
With the arms of the beast, harvestin' with the teeth
If you're unhappy when you come at me, never miss
Make you run scatty, dumb scallywags are gettin' dissed
Trump rally with a gun carried in your fist
That's a punk patty and a chump chatty terrorist
Intellect, still the sickest on the internet
Didn't know that I'll kill you slow like a cigarette
Out lyin', you get outlined like a silhouette
Been a vet, that didn't pet, the illest and I'm still a threat
Personified, verse at a time, merk 'em
Heard all your rhymes, certain that I burn 'em
Emerged in my prime, first to define to curtains
It's German, your ride hurtin' 'cause I'm Jurgen
Murder the mic, klinsmann when I'm turnin'
Merciless fight, Klansman when I'm verbin'
Words that I write sting them when I'm burstin'
Worst of my type, champion night nurse 'em
'016, did a sold-out tour
Think you know my life; I don't know about yours
I was blackballed then, 'cause I spoke 'bout war
They want me closed down, but I spoke out more
Now the silence is broken, virus is frozen
Come to wash it away like the tide of the ocean
My pride is evolvin', size of a Trojan
Horse on course to divide your emotion
'Cause (Yeah) there's a major demand for Lowkey material
Do you think we're gonna get more Lowkey material in 2016?
I dunno about in 2016
But I...I mean I...I would find it hard to believe that never in his life..
Someone naturally that talented
That brilliant an MC
With music just flowing through his veins
I will be very surprised if he...if he never comes back
Lowkey is one of them people with them, like, energy, threat, can't beat
Certain people's energies are off and I just think, we're on, we're on a different side spiritually
On a deeper ting, I just feel like you're on the other side spiritually
We can worry
[Verse 1]
You could never top my Fire In The Booth
I don't need a label; I'm signed to the truth
If you're a lion heart with the mind of a moose
Your circle can hurt you as tight as a noose
Bars artillery, harsher than killer bees
I'm a marksman with beats, carvin' 'em into meat
Par mini mes, laugh at them in the street
Wanna spar the elite, hard for you to compete
Not a marketin' dream, hearts in the Middle East
Starvin' to eat, marger beyond belief
Where they martyr the meek, marchin' 'em into meet
With the arms of the beast, harvestin' with the teeth
If you're unhappy when you come at me, never miss
Make you run scatty, dumb scallywags are gettin' dissed
Trump rally with a gun carried in your fist
That's a punk patty and a chump chatty terrorist
Intellect, still the sickest on the internet
Didn't know that I'll kill you slow like a cigarette
Out lyin', you get outlined like a silhouette
Been a vet, that didn't pet, the illest and I'm still a threat
Personified, verse at a time, merk 'em
Heard all your rhymes, certain that I burn 'em
Emerged in my prime, first to define to curtains
It's German, your ride hurtin' 'cause I'm Jurgen
Murder the mic, klinsmann when I'm turnin'
Merciless fight, Klansman when I'm verbin'
Words that I write sting them when I'm burstin'
Worst of my type, champion night nurse 'em
'016, did a sold-out tour
Think you know my life; I don't know about yours
I was blackballed then, 'cause I spoke 'bout war
They want me closed down, but I spoke out more
Now the silence is broken, virus is frozen
Come to wash it away like the tide of the ocean
My pride is evolvin', size of a Trojan
Horse on course to divide your emotion
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