[Intro]
Uh, baby baby (1 2) baby baby baby baby (things are changing a dawn of a new day)
Yo Yeah (it’s the dawn of a new day) look yo
[Verse 1: Verb T]
They wanna take the rap game and colonise
Make it all Dollar signs, even when you’re gone
Cut your meat with a doner knife
Feeding off the dead like a rotten fly
Not on my watch Look far 'cause I have got a mind of my own
The underground champion
The plate spinning juggler
The no time having
They tryna treat me like I’m nothing
I’m like fuck it, I’m above it got no time for them slow mind rappers
You find me up before the sunrise sharpening the mind
Ready for the new day part of a design so follow behind or swallow your pride
We rap for the passion now, not for the shine (nah)
I follow my mind, I follow my heart
I got on a path and now they’re watching it hard, we stay dropping this art
We know that you like, the flow is designed to creep in and ease open your mind
[Verse 2: Fliptrix]
Many man are up in the manor, chatting bollocks, acting like they copped the product
But they never opened their wallet (nah)
It’s not honest, I stay on it
High like unidentified flying objects, spinning head from the cro' that stinks like Dog Breath
Check my progress my prospects a lot yes
Yours has got about as much potential as a cot death
People think I’m mental like I said I saw the loch ness
My pen and pad are explosive so I rock a bomb vest
Forever making bangers, the fans are screaming yo what’s next? the other hand with the [?] the [?] are getting got yes, I’m miscellaneous with the flavours repping your cranium
I fucking hate police and there’s nothing I can say to them
We’re the real citizens and they continue failing em’
If I had some bloody time I’d make a fucking case with em’
Draw the lyrical four fifth cock it back and aim at em’
Uh, baby baby (1 2) baby baby baby baby (things are changing a dawn of a new day)
Yo Yeah (it’s the dawn of a new day) look yo
[Verse 1: Verb T]
They wanna take the rap game and colonise
Make it all Dollar signs, even when you’re gone
Cut your meat with a doner knife
Feeding off the dead like a rotten fly
Not on my watch Look far 'cause I have got a mind of my own
The underground champion
The plate spinning juggler
The no time having
They tryna treat me like I’m nothing
I’m like fuck it, I’m above it got no time for them slow mind rappers
You find me up before the sunrise sharpening the mind
Ready for the new day part of a design so follow behind or swallow your pride
We rap for the passion now, not for the shine (nah)
I follow my mind, I follow my heart
I got on a path and now they’re watching it hard, we stay dropping this art
We know that you like, the flow is designed to creep in and ease open your mind
[Verse 2: Fliptrix]
Many man are up in the manor, chatting bollocks, acting like they copped the product
But they never opened their wallet (nah)
It’s not honest, I stay on it
High like unidentified flying objects, spinning head from the cro' that stinks like Dog Breath
Check my progress my prospects a lot yes
Yours has got about as much potential as a cot death
People think I’m mental like I said I saw the loch ness
My pen and pad are explosive so I rock a bomb vest
Forever making bangers, the fans are screaming yo what’s next? the other hand with the [?] the [?] are getting got yes, I’m miscellaneous with the flavours repping your cranium
I fucking hate police and there’s nothing I can say to them
We’re the real citizens and they continue failing em’
If I had some bloody time I’d make a fucking case with em’
Draw the lyrical four fifth cock it back and aim at em’
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