1. |
Intium
03:33
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They say I'm chemically unbalanced Nah I think that’s talent
cus’ I'm tight like shrink wrapped pallets
see the truth blame school for force feeding me carrots
I should gold plate shit ‘til you see it in Harrods
you will never see me battle emcees
they ain't even in my weight class
you gonna need caesars palace
I ain't no undercard challenger
challenge you off the top
then hang you with my belt from the end of the bannister
fuck the judges they can't spit it’s embarrassing
can't tell if your hot or not
like Jennifer Aniston
you’re gonna need a better analysis
Alan Hanson mixed with Pauly Malignaggi
put ya body in paralysis
I got the brain of an addict and if you tell me I'm wack and I feel inadequate
I take on savages and flick em one by one to the side like an Abacus
this my Magnus Annus and I’m throwing out a bag of dust
I’m flat broke and I ain't got nothing to boast to about
accept to say if I was rich you’d rip my posters down
so I pack my bags and move town quick
you’re a pessimist betting that I win in round six
nah the first ten seconds I took his breath
threw the towel
I carried on like fuck the ref
cut the cut the man
broke a chair over the promoters back
like Pauly from rocky and just stood there
on the mic I'm flyer than Peter Petrelli
knees turn to jelly when I'm putting emcees in my belly
I was born on it
in fact I was born on a comet
In a north face with a watch that said Nautica on it
while you was singing to yourself listening to drake on ya headphones
I slapped the Dre beats off ya head
smashed ya Ipod
took it to the Chinese man
who added a feature that only lets you put Scorz on it
I dragged myself from the depths of nothingness
some people have a bucket list
me?
I got a list of books
that basically say the same thing
that the system sucks
I’ll be just be a dreamer on the back of some Fema truck
strike a chord
strike accordingly
strike a Psychiatrist
microphone scientist
on the ward they locked me up for my world order views
put a pillow on my legs so they don’t cause a bruise
take my blood scan my eyes and my D.N.A
wireless
they don’t need bugs to see what I say
recreate my brain online
use an algorithm Thought-Crime-Program
to read my mind
So it’s breakfast at nine
12 O Clock lunch
5 O Clock dinner
tell your sins to a qualified sinner
so I knuckle up
knees buckling
keep hustlin
seeds need suckling
put rappers to sleep then I tuck em in
where’s the muck there’s money we’re all mucking in
everyman and his dog for himself
but charity eases the mind for the greed of wealth
we sell our souls but never our T.V
people need help but forever I need me
tryna make a knicker out a Rhyme
you put the money on the wrong horse
got pipped at the line
ZILLA
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2. |
Bone Stash
03:58
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welcome to the jungle where I never crumble
stumble and slip
you mumbling bumbling stuttering fumbling pricks
I’m coming hunting with the compass
at night to surprise your bunkers
take ya face off
sew to my head and hide amongst ya
my lungs are like a random lethal weapon
keep the reaper stressing
even he was guessing
that’s why he sleeps with the Wessun
everyone’s the best of the best in the best division
put you in a stress position
repossess you at ya exorcism
run a thousand miles and beat you in your RS6
throw a thousand bricks like hundred thousand rowdy kids
you couldn’t oust me with a thousand cans of house spray
even if you burn me my ashes spill out the outbreak
turn the whole town upside down
have you running like Wee Willy Winky
just in your night gown
walking like a bunch a vigilante witch hunters with the wrong description
hands on the bible like a contradiction
jealousy’s the mother of the devil
we’re from the same school of fish
sea life on another level
Chorus
Our minds are deeper than the mines of Nicky Oppenheimer
staying independent showing majors haven’t got to sign us
line ya pockets with your own craft work your own graft
cus when ya dead you’re paying for your own bone stash
..And when you’re broke you’ve got no time to question anything
on top of bad health you feel desperate to bring the pennies in
they never see the struggle make a prayer for me wish me well
I’m gonna life line to fish me out the wishing well
feeling low you couldn’t diss me better than I diss myself
shot myself in the mirror and still missed myself
you rappers look like rappers and live the life of it
but I unlocked the secrets of this art and deciphered it
like the Abjad numerals
a dash of red blood
and two Tea Spoons of funerals
I’m in the booth like a Professor with a monocle
with documents
you can make an opera from my chronicles
we can never share the same longitude and latitude
the attitude of most profound views are spoken with platitude
make you sacrifice a rothschild that’s the only order
catch you when you shapeshift
drown you in the holy water
Chorus
they give us more bread and more circus
that more surplus for the serpent’s cause
being a servant is like the poors purpose
I climb the walls of the furnace of eternal damnation
setting to the fire to the mansion on the plantation
feeling like an overworked doctor
no appreciation like they dropped me from a copter
with a cocktail of medicine for sick spitters
biomechanics
neurological microchip triggers
when I was born the nurse slapped with a one off limited edition
sticker then they started bidding at six figures
should of realised my souls and life priceless
until I’m in between worlds and they hold lighters
I’m in the lab with Weldar’s mask
working on myself
the last war left my pelvis snapped
you can draw your own conclusions
illuminated with a forcefield of ablution
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3. |
All in Together
04:01
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I can do this in my sleep I’m not even trying
you thought I was dead I was just getting my eye in
call me Mrs Doubtfire with the iron
not a gun
I mean I’m nice with that mic appliance
you just woke the giant lion
we don’t listen to the news
‘cus we’re not complying
I’m russell brand with the trews
cus the drones are flying
we got science but people are still dying
spending all the money but what are we really buying?
talk about change but nobody is really trying
cus we got our own problems at home with a mortgage
and if the kids want dinner they start crying
that’s why I grab that mic and start rhyming
I’m proof that you can survive the mountain you’re climbing
don’t you know every cloud has have a silver lining?
if you work hard and stop the whining
this is hip hop
lemons into lemonade
we move the moon just bring the tide in
if mr opportunity is not there we put up the umbrella up
work out and go find him
if mr negativity throws in his two pence that’s cool
but we pay him no mind then
sticks and stones break bones
but the cold fact is you’re rich if you got a diamond
it’s like the whole world’s upside down
if we’re spinning in space then what’s the right way round then?
Don’t mind me I’m just questioning
if the truth’s out there
you just found them
Never bound by time and space I’m just grounded
they talk about my accent but like how I sounded
I didn’t play catch I played rounders
grassroots I still got the stain on my trousers
came from a council estate they’re like wowzers
on the corner where we played one touch near the houses
hopping over hedges through washing lines and blouses
only problem was tryna beat Bowser
now I’m in my own world speak louder
or type Scorzilla the Gorilla inside ya browser
on the mic I’m def like Gene Wilder
call me lee majors I kick the grease out ya
pick the right beat then rip beast out ya
rip the seats out and strip the meat out ya
ring ya like a cloth squeeze the last piece out ya
I’m last one that you’ll take the mick out of
what would my asian mates say?
you son of a bitch
kasme I’ll kick the shit out ya.
Chorus
All in together now let’s gather round
we gona try and get this thing off the ground
If you fall down don’t blame me
are you ready? everybody lift 1,2,3
used to spit raps in the back garden
my friends told me I was on the verge of rap stardom
every track’s a cracker call me Frank Carson
stamp Tarzan and eat him alive cus I’m hank marvin
forget bank charges
comitting bank arson
only joking it’s just the smoke from a blank cartridge
spent my whole life messing about
pulling my hair out stressing about the mess in the house
time to plug my brain back in the socket
press the red button lads then watch me skyrocket
“it’s not working”
“Nah give it a sec it’s warming up
now don’t take your eyes off it”
“Try pressing the button again
infact hold on the switch is in my pocket”
“it’s still not working”
“arr fuck it just grab each end
we’ll pick it up we’ll chuck it”
we’re gonna need more help call the whole town
now let’s get this thing off the ground
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4. |
Old School
03:06
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Better late than never I was clever
before I walked in them school gates
looking at my mum with a sulk face
wanted to go home I didn't care about new mates
to be honest I didn’t like the smell of the place
back then we said the lord’s prayer
singing in assembly
you're not singing?
than stand up it’s like wembley
no P.E kit
had to do it in your vest and pants
check for skidmarks
I should’ve called Esther Rantzen
putting my hand up just to question all the answers
smart remarks with the back and forth banter
introvert mindstate
I didn’t like the learning curve
plus the other kids got on my nerves
so I went home for dinner
‘cus I thought chilling with mum was better
didn’t like swimming she wrote me a letter
I used to think at 16 I’ll be free as a bird
the happiest days of my life were the last days of term
on toy day bringing in my A team figures
I guess I was in the C club
here an there with a B plus
wasn’t perfect far from a prefect
playground full of raggy doll
sad sacks and rejects
cussing matches
with the bullies with the mum jokes
run you about ya clothes
then they punch you in the nose
class clowns spotting
uniform hand me downs
but the home time bell
was the best ever sound
chorus
They say they’re the best days of your life
No stress, all you had to do was read and write
Some played the game
and some played the fool
I don’t know about you
but I hated school
x 2
They say I’m old school now and forgot what I learned
I should have done better I guess I got what I earned
the teachers did their best
yeah they tried to help
said I was intelligent but didn’t really apply myself
the old cliches of life
there’s no surprises
got 5 G.C.S.E passes without revising
excelled in religion and science but never used it
could you believe? I actually got a U in music
that’s lower than a F I must of been tone deaf
I flopped it
still can’t tell a semiquaver from a crotchet
I’m all good with that poetry did my homework
but back then It’s like I didn’t do no work
scribbling and sketching
day dream doodling my name in 3D
now the teachers all google it
Dean Palinczuk he hated school and all the rules
learned a little bit
yeah but what did he do with it?
chorus. repeat twice
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5. |
The Heart
04:25
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when you got married I got married we was three
my first memory of mum and dad when I was three
it’s the same word
but it’s deeper than the rhyme itself
it’s more for me and the kids crying out for help
they’re too young to understand about life itself
it’s the same word but it’s deeper than rhyme itself
it’s more for we
my sister born that made us four
didn’t have money but wasn’t poor
was innocent
only thing I knew God made us all
my brother was born in a snowy winter storm
that completed five of us
sometimes I wish I could go back and put that same time inside of us
just for one second or maybe in the same picture
in the same room together at the same time
with all the arguing it’s like I couldn’t enjoy playtime
didn’t wanna come home was too young for all the stress then
I made a prayer that Jesus might bless them
they worked hard
and probably just needed a rest then
talk about splitting up
have little break
seeing the family upset was too much
for my heart to take..
Too much for my heart to take
I don’t wanna really go into the details
it’s probably why I never trusted any females
I glad I found a woman
she never trusted men
the perfect match
I guess God let us trust again
the deep thing about divorce the kids don’t get it
writing is my counsellor I feel better now I’ve said it
Hamza Yusuf Quote “That writing should be towards the heart,in other words
the whole purpose of writing is to affect the heart
I feel better now I’ve said it
Hamza Yususf Quote “The understanding of that according to the muslims
is the centre of the intellect..the centre of human consciousness is the heart
and not the brain itself”
with all the troubles in the world sometimes it feels better to let it go
I love my stepkids to death
but I wish their real dad will call every single day and just let em know
I guess adults mess the world up
it’s a miracle we all started life curled up
no babies born a sinner
how can I hear a note out of key?
if I wasn’t born a singer?
that’s nature at its best
you won the fight
but you’re still wrestling with stress
anxiety
looking at the sky thinking why I’m me
where do I belong in this society?
am I’m a self proclaimed leader?
make ya self leader
then people don’t believe ya
they probably do you like kobo shot Caeser
every fools a preachers and every kids a teacher
let go of your ego you go deeper
but don’t dig for dirt
you watched a man eat a burger
and missed the stain on your own shirt
sometimes times it’s better in your own words.
Hamza Yusuf Qoute- “You see the heart is an extremely
sophisticated organ and it’s also (according to the Hadith)
is a “source of knowledge”. The Prophet Muhammad
Sal la lahu alayhi wa salam said “That Wrong action is what irritates
the heart”
Can we love unconditionally?
people love religion but they lack something spiritually
I don’t know if it’s a lack of intelligence
or the fact that they using God
as a disguise for arrogance
I wish God would bring back Bob Marley
I’ve sat with sufis I’ve sat with Wahabis
I’ve sat with Hindus, Christians, Jamaicans
Europeans
an all I seen
was one potential nation
I look through facebook and see the all the difference’s
trying to figure out what it is in us
that make us flip so easy
slip so it easy love money
empty out a clip and turn sick so easy
we could grow food and live easy
I guess it’s not that simple to ‘em
‘cus human beings surviving
is big business to ‘ em
Alcohol, pharmaceuticals, rent money,
banks lend money then say somebody spent the money
yeah another porsche stuck in bad traffic
I feel better now I’ve said it.
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you can lend me your ear
or lend me a tenner
I’m at the end of my tether
in debt to my friends forever
I robbed Rita and Peter so I could pay paul
we pray for money
while other countries are praying for rainfall
I possess no other skills
man it’s only rap
wish I was biff with the back to the future almanac
it’s now or never time to die or swim
can see myself going under drowning to the
sounds of violins
if you ever feeling sorry for yourself
cus your borrowed ya wealth
don’t bother with apologies it doesn’t help
the country is in debt I think about a trillion
that’s a 1000 billions like one million millions
you’re doing alright
the struggle makes you resilient
in fact compared to the government
you’re doing brilliant
forget about your stress
you’re just an innocent civilian
watching from the pavilion
you could be a sicilian
lending out a quid
and charging em a gazillion
killing em and and beat your own people
like brazilian police
money makes a man act
colder than a reptilian
they want your money
written in a book
like king William.
Chorus
I don’t really care for this illusion
I’m a man of freedom
in the midst of this confusion
they put me in the system
I got to keep it moving
‘til the next time I get paid
money got the whole world
going insane.
..and they money that doesn’t make you happy
you’re running round town trying to find money for nappies
just a couple of quid will come in handy
to make you feel better
instead of hungry and angry
thoughts of stealing
revealing your true self
a couple of new bags
some shoes and few belts
shame you got caught
stealing from the boots shelf
time for a honest living
honestly the truth helps
now you’re sprinting
twisted your ankle
now you’re limping
you might as well stop
you’re not the shoplifter kingpin
can’t be jay z with no job and big pimpin’
like trying to write a cheque with a pen with no ink in
need to go back to college and start thinking
for the ships starts sinking
shit starts stinking
day time drinking
10 bag linking
living large but everyday
your wallet is still shrinking.
Chorus
funny how a small piece of paper
can make or break ya
fly ya to a place of freedom
buy you an acre
every method of getting it
has been tried and tested
from slavery to interest
on a house investment
chasing cheese like a mouse
got us tired
worrying about the future
and how we’re gonna retire
for the p’s we’re really losing our life
and we get it, we worry if we’re using it right
a new bike for the kids or case of booze for the night
drown your sorrows but don’t see the future is bright
whether you’re a big spender or a scrooge and your tight
the best things are free nature is a beautiful sight
I’m not counting my chickens
trying to prove that I’m right
but I’ll probably go platinum
on the day of a nuclear strike
damn….
can you borrow me 50p?
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7. |
Love 'Em All
04:05
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I’m a blinding diamond
one of the finest on the island
force you to retire
I’m the sniper shot ironside
I’m cyanide to your sinus
and my advice is nice minus the diatribe
on the mic I’m a virus
should of been twice the price
survivor like eye of the tiger
the prize fighter knockin em out twice the sizer
a fine line between the mind and the fine liner
the find mind of a designed devine writer
the laws of physics couldn’t test me with a spark timer
rappers ain’t saying much like a performing arts mimer
never know what artifacts you might find
digging in the archives
you might be the Noah’s ark finder
if that’s true and this you then I’m probably dead
or stuck in a room fighting parkinson’s and alzheimer’s
to all those who said I lost it with the music
they need reminding you
got’s to have it before you can lose it
Chorus
you can’t judge me, grudge me, or budge me
I seen em all the good bad and the ugly
some came a warriors and left bleeding
put em on the beat let’s see how they’re emceeing
some claim to be an expert in the art of war
I’ve seen all types of monster rise and fall
everyone’s the best and I agree cus the key and the secret is
I love em all
I’m not watching how your living
no backbiting and bitching
cat fighting and scratching
I rap right in the kitchen
itching to write raps
rap writing is my provision
my light and vision
sometimes I’m spitting about spitting
back right in the mist
it’s the mystery rap legend
with history rap lesson’s
if you’re missing the tracks essence
take a trip down the years then stick em
back in the present
now not only are you sick
your sicker beyond measures
master of the art and sciences
I’m Doctor Emmit Brown mixed with
harold shipman with beats I kill time with
every emotion like a snowflake forming
I blow great storms in with no great warning
freeze your hemoglobin
I guess the point is I connect words
when I’m talking about talking
the art of saying stuff is really just fun to me
that’s why I laugh when you feel you have to prove
you pack guns to me
Do I make the lead pop
or finish you with a hulk hogan leg drop
or head lock or fight ‘til we’re dead
hey let’s not stress
words can hurt feelings
sometimes the worst rhymes
got my inner self bleeding
‘cus I know it’s only my ego I’m feeding
the beast becomes a dragon
then the dragon it starts breathing
nostrils start flaring
bottles start flying
the kid the dog everybody dying
they wanna kill this sick rapper ‘til infinity
like I walk around with John Wayne masculinity
nope I just pretended I had confidence
murder them with kindness
kill em all with compliments
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8. |
Penny For My Thoughts
03:45
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Drama in the palm of the devil
how many hellfire level’s we got to sink to
before we can settle
I’m english tell em all chill and boil the kettle
the living room is the working man’s temple
I’m a Sensei with the pencil
a buddhist on the instrumental
a Sufi eating lentil soup training the mental
the good samaritan getting you when you down
when you’re up you’re the man about town
new garments getting all the girls cus ya charmin
the world was a forest
you saw the light from the farm
and grew ya own food while the police were being rude to ya
and the schools were like a prison but ya still living
imagine no fences all my neighbours are safe
padlocks on the gates like the Boogyman waits
Freddy Kruga on the tv planning to escape
kids listen what ya mum say
we’re all strangers until she says other wise
deep breaths and heavy sighs
there’s problems all over but the sky’s still nice
the full moon got the whole world acting strange
I hear a dog bark
I hear a rooster roost
it’s angels versus demons and the truths the truth
we’re all fruits
chicken or the egg the scientists want proof
but all they need is a roof
penny for my thoughts
let me hit the bag and blow steam
writing likes codeine
dean ya so mean on the mic
low esteem
no sleep and no dreams
no job and no schemes
I just like the fresh air
family is my life
raise the kids right I’m thinking I just might
travel round the world with Samantha and see the sights
everything’s gonna be alright insh’Allah
don’t forget to save the world while you’re there though
I don’t wanna stay in the same place like a scarecrow
be careful
‘for someone gives you an earful
about what you should of done and not doing right
I’m not doing me I’m doing life
until the sentence of freedom ends
you friends need you and you need your friends
the soul’s eternal
I guess we’re in this til it never ends
penny for my thoughts
it’s like you have to listen to twice cus the meaning changes
you can fall in the street and get caught by a stranger who saw the danger
before you saw what you missed on the floor was a pile of shit
thought you had it all ‘til you hit the wall of bricks
new avenues open doors with the power of thought
watch ya self the last hour is short
now or never time is like a ice cube
today was a good day instagram the nice view
these old eyes are tired from the everyday bustle
you wanna hustle but you ain’t got the muscle
incase you’ve got to tussle with your destiny wrote
somebody cold might catch you from behind for your coat
the last thing you ever saw was a firework
a quick flash then it’s over
like what was the point?
but it was beautiful they might tell your story with a musical
most people get a mention in the post
then it’s back to work monday for everyone else
the same mundane train journey to pile the wealth
put ya best suit on and go fool the whole planet
super heroes never plan it
that’s the what raps for and maybe you’re an actor
penny for my thoughts
what you putting on an act for?
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9. |
Live Free
04:00
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Dreams of building a hemp house
growing our own crops
cut the rent out
put some solar panels on the penthouse
while we’re partying we’re damaging the planet
like when Monsanto gave the whole world saccharine
it’s like nature got lost and taken over
now it’s all artificial like the chemicals in coca cola
from the plantation to the destruction of a nation
they don’t teach this
this is the right information
maybe they control the world’s population
they wanted to build a bomb
so they researched uranium
aspartame in everything
poisoning the youth
but it all leads to one simple truth
through organic foods and t
Tesla’s free energy
we sustain ourselves
now I see the real enemy
it’s the men who depend on wealth
they’re the weakest amongst us
detrimental to our health
that’s why we feel depressed
it’s not a natural way of living
we’re all free but it
still feels like a prison
we don’t need violent revolutions
maybe just a couple of new solutions
chorus
We could live so easy
what we need is right there in the sky
believe me
we could live so freely
what we need is right in front of our eyes
believe me
we could live so easy
just take a look outside
we can just live so nice
if only we lift the clouds off our minds.
we depend on the government and tesco to feed us
when really the real secret is they need us !!
without us they don’t exist
there’s something in the water that’s affecting the small fish
the loan sharks they work for the bank
provide humans with a shelter
for a couple hundred grand
while the queen sleeps comfortably
riding horses in the field
then they teach us
nothing don’t come for free
slave ships paid for all the luxury
hope you have table manners and use the right cutlery
let me ask
do you know your own ancestry?
I don’t
mine died in the victorian factories
bloodlines plus they’re all connected
from prime ministers to presidents all elected
democracy
but somehow they are all related
but we’re all related
if you go back through the ages
man rules over man
yeah the laws of power
all we need is the sun and water to grow flowers
Machiavelli said sometimes you need brute force
that’s wise
the soldier doesn’t know what he shoots for
national pride hiding behind our curtains
trying to see who’s on the dole and who’s working
all the time we are inside trapped in our mind’s
we’ll never travel to iraq
but everyday it’s in our faces
like we know all the facts
like we really care cus if we really did we’d be over there
in a way we are all cowards just surviving
they say ignorance is bliss
if I open my eyes
and close them again I might forget all the sadness
build a wall round my heart and block out the all madness
sounds easy when I say it
maybe I’m the problem I just say it
we could live so easy
what we need is right there in the sky
believe me we could live so easy
what we need is right in front of our eyes
we could live so freely
take a look outside
we could live so nice
If only we lifted the clouds off our mind.
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10. |
Good Grammar
03:39
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was more crapper at footballing
then the other kids is
so I choosed rap
this is the way I catched my fishes
late night counting 3000 sheeps
how do I survived
the pressure got me grinding my teeths
it’s like the 72th time
that I rewrited the rhyme
it’s like I fighted my own mind
crimes is all we ever hear on the news channelings
forever out a war like captained mannering
yeah school was shit like
rided the bike of life with no lights
they teached us but didn’t reached us
in the lessons
every year its two week on the beaches with no stresses
poured a glass of cool water then I drunk it
just my luck the guy above has just buyed a drum kit
I’m getting grumpy everyday that goed bye
don’t you gett it?
middle aged about to hit 35
probably in B&Q stuck at self service
that’s why you haven’t seen me for time
I’m getting nowhere sort of like flattery
twat me on twitter if you ever did @tted me
hashtag, facebook tag
tag team high five
nah you’re too slow
to the side
I’m so hop hip
I’m down with the kids
so street I fight with a dustbin lid
shout out’s if your nervous with a stammer
don’t ever let them correct you on ya grammar
shout outs if they don’t like the way you talk
it’s about what you see not what they taught
I’m I misoverstood or am i under a spell?
did it go over ya head
and underneath you as well?
did I get to the point?
or was I too blunt?
did it take five minutes?
0r 28 days every four years
in the february month
listen close I’ll only say this once
what the hell’s halloween?
does anything make sense?
should I point my finger forward
while talking in past tense
back to front like a mirror
it’s all messed up
t shirt inside out
leave it or you’ll get bad luck
the pigeon shitted on ya head
they say that’s a good sign
shit for brains
ya out of ya god damn mind
they say you don’t talk right
walk right but they can’t see what they walk like
everybody’s alright
I’m quite happy in myself
staring at the moon with sunglasses on all night.
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11. |
Equestrianism
03:32
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Everything you speak is a facade
your a mirage while I’m large
I take a seat in the stars
my speech is a massage
I’m not clever or hard
you get stomped on spot
tickled feathered and tarred
if you came on foot you gonna leave in a car
the long black one
I stay on your mind like a deep scar
now watch me get deep with the bars,
I’m out there without leaving my yard,
my medication got me sleeping on mars
meditating ‘cus I’m too sedated
brainwashed educated
peace to those who never made it
outta the mind controI
I stood in lines for dole
they want my mind and soul
I make sure the rhymes are cold
one degree lower than your favourite
blowing on the radio but lent a mower off the neighbours
but I’m still showing up the rappers
I go like the clappers til I’m blowing off my knackers
time to put it on your toes
tell the truth
I do the loop the loop round the booth buss then I shoot my load
like I let go off a balloon
you sweat from baboons balls you can’t test my tunes
I bless the pope with a wifey
I’ve never been in beef I guess most people like me
cus I never been a dick, you ain’t never hustled me man
I’ve never missed a trick
even if you think you did
I caught you when you winked I
see everything like I’m in between a blink
this is vinyl
that put it on ya wall and never open it
looking like an ordinary bloke and shit
nobody use the mic for like forty minutes,
I’m the shit
they just bordered up the toilet init
you gonna need wellingtons
the last one alive
building a fence out of skeletons
for every soul that’s been reaped
I speak a thousand times each
for every thought that’s leaked
every word gives birth to a bird with a 100,000 wings
and on each wing
is a tune you’ve never heard
and they say I’m elusive
I say nah then they get the exclusive
best emcee you’ve never heard of
even the sendspace link said I’m crazy like murdoch
mad skills I lost the plot man
this is warming up call it topping up my tan
I gave ya tracks a one listen and gave all your cds back the next
week like bottles to the popman
peace to all the notts fam hopping off the tram
the left lion with 20 bags of shopping in ya hand
if you keep an eye out you might see me on the off chance
with ya vinyls in a bag about to drop em off at oxfam
ya times up with immediate effect
I cut and scratch ya rep like fever on the decks
I’m from notts the same town as Carl Froch
but Im Andre Ward that’s a fight that you can’t afford
every word elegantly put
while you stomp on the beat like an elephant’s foot clueless
this is equestrianism
archery
verbal wrestling
write on paper while I’m swimming
Im Uri Gellar to your watch
wont stop til I got the Mozzerella and the nosh
try to rip me off and I’ll rip your arms off
I work hard like immigrants at the car wash
the threat level to emcees is imminent
you lost ya spark like you need a new filament
nothing sinister about em I finish em
claim they kill beats but they’re innocent.
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12. |
Street Angel
03:29
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Guardian angel my wings envelope the whole sky
If you saw my true form it would cover the whole horizon
sometimes I gotta make a quick decision
who do I save? the lady falling?
or the old man dying in prison?
I swoop down teleporting in between worlds
last night I stopped a fight between 3 girls
I whispered inspiration
they didn’t know
that one of ‘em had a knife so I had to calm the situation
It was hard because on the other side of town
a young man slit his wrists in the bath and nearly drown
but I got there just in time I unlocked the bathroom door
and influenced his flat mate to go look inside
my enemies are the demon spirits
my eyes roll back and eject light
then I banish them to the next life
I don’t sleep I just roam the streets watching
I might catch your wallet and put it back in your pocket
babies laugh when they see me
but their parents don’t know
‘cus their brain frequency is too used to watching t.v
sometimes I feel sad ‘cus I can’t save everyone
like catching 6 bullets but too late for the seventh one
I couldn’t reach him time he stopped breathing
tried to stop the bleeding
couldn’t stop his soul leaving
no time for tears I heard a woman screaming
a spirit pinned her down to her bed she was half dreaming
I dragged it off her and pulled it out the window
threw it against a wall and gave it a quick beating
the woman slept like a baby after that
I caught a hurricane wind in my wings.
and stopped a train crash
How many years is decent life?
my future visions got you questioning
the wisdom of The Almighty-All Listening
last week I helped a alcoholic
the same time a kid got hit by a car on his way to college
you didn’t see the destiny
didn’t have the knowledge
how could I choose a drunk punk over innocent?
you didn’t see
he had a side that was sinister
at 26 he would have killed his mother in a fight
at 32 the drunk man then sober saved his brother’s life
see how it all interconnects like a spiders web?
geometric architecture
four dimensions interacting
like John Travolta
phenomenon
there’s no karma here
no bad luck
that rabbit’s foot is powerless
if you only have an hour left
I’ll catch you when you fall
I don’t stress you just to test you
I’m trying to strengthen up your core
So you’re prepared for the journey
I school you like bert and ernie
with the words of wisdom
whisper in your ear from early
emerge from light into the darkness of the night
learn to protect your heart
use your instinct and insight
or better yet master reading the signs
I could spell your name in the clouds
and spoil the surprise,
miracles are for the for the chosen few
I could bend the laws of physics
to increase the faith in your spirit
Don’t worry
Don’t worry yourself I’m watching over you
I’m that light that you feel you’re getting closer too
But I can’t save everybody
If it’s not part of the plan
then sorry It’s out of my hands (x2)
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13. |
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R.A.F Scorz Verse
sacrificial lambs on the spit roast
yo Juga slap the DJ he’s playing Sisco
this ain’t no teeny bop disco
with ball hugging jeans
tell the emcee to switch flows
I don’t like the ambience
tell the A and R his taxi is an ambulance
vandal savage spark that shit
tell the Cappo the artworks sick
I love the perks of the job
that’s a couple of free shovels
like we work for the mob
dig a rappers grave shallow
call me Deano Esposito Palo
engrave R.A.F on the barrel
Wack everybody on your youtube channel
Brian Clough arrogance
kick ya head off like Johnny Metgod
I finish like enamel
Vandal Savage
Came along from where I was
still close to the edge don’t push
I slaughter guy’s with a line
I’m getting mine
my daughters eyes like the skies
So I dare you harm a hair on her head
I turn the shit to Max Payne
and leave your dame on the bed
cracking jars
my wife got porcelain skin
green eyes and the fattest arse
so I rock the kasbar
pulling on her hair
catch me walking down the stairs
possess the same flair as a young Fred Astaire
my face is a collage of all the god’s
I’m drifting through the tide and I made it through the odds
you rapper’s stay scheming
R.A.F is the mob
and me I keep it G
and I’m staying on my job
face is a collage of all the god’s
R.A.F is the mob
I’m staying on my job
Cappo verse 3
feeling like an enemy I can’t sleep
plotting plan B’s for the grand schemes
rooftop I watch Notts city dawn break
me against the world now
knowing that’s a one horse race
tryna find ways
working out creases
for the bricks and the mortar
plus the caps and the sneakers
strategise I’m Gaurdiola Mourinho
chop and change decimal points
from verse features
couple days breathing
now I’m back from my O.T
at the city ground trent end
Im row D
back up in the attic
I’m an addict for the combo
and I could care less
for them John smith’s and John does
my rhymes vivid like freshwater fishtank
transfer my name to them numbers on the swiss bank
lady luck
what your fate switch up in a instance
hopes dreams and nightmares
spin upon a sixpence
Juga-Naut verse 4
Yo Rhyme army faction
engrave it on the bullet tip
garlic chain
low bear down
fully dipped
full eclipse on the beat tip
read it and weep
the street sweeper
feeding the weak
power plays
I’m amazed hows the flour raised
the cows graze
24 hours in my day’s
cutting ties like officer Tyer
you wear a wire
flow supplier
pine box in the fire
handsome in the chiller
dancing while I’m prancing
through the villa
invest half a mill in vanilla
with my girl in manilla
plantin and bacon
coogey on the apron
peace to my basians
caps on the back pod
tim travel 200 years through the laptop
savage on the back block
brick lane 1814 I met Scorz
divine force
Buddah In a lime porsche
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14. |
1995 Feat Jabba Tha Kut
04:02
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Before facebook and bullshit raps
there was time when emcees used to buss sick tracks
now don’t get mad I’m not saying you can’t spit
some of you wasn’t born and some of you was kids
I was fifteen born in 1980 so that’s 95
year of the some of the best albums of all time
If I was you I’d download only built for cuban links
Group Home living proof was deeper than you think
E 40 dropped in a major way
made up his own words that’s why we all say it’s all good
and Nine had nine lives
whatcu want nine? phat beats for my ryhmes
Az doe or die had the double time flow
while the pop charts were dancing to cotton eyed joe
where did he come from where did he go
I was watching biggie on vhs in the show
Showbiz and A.G dropped goodfellas
Cellar Dwellers came out Good dwellers
Mobb deep dropped The infamous
I changed my rhyming style like theirs but people weren’t into it
Mic Geronimo dropped the natural it was nice
the radio was killing Coolio with gangsters paradise
Big L livestyles of the poor and dangerous
but outhere brothers boom boom boom were more famous in 95
next time you’re in a jam and you hear brooklyn zoo?
that’s O.D.B I paid 15 quid for the cd
I was in the studio working
a young kid
my hairstyles was the blue gel with the curtains
they called me fat boy from def jam it was funny
I had the tape of lost boyz legal drug money
Lee Ramsay was the best off the top
Pure Genius dropped undercover
when the notts thing popped
westwood play my first track I was over the moon
but thought my verse was wack
I was introduced to 279 on choice
rapped american but cappo used his own voice
Junior mafia came out R&B friendly but I was more Fat Joe jealous one’s envy
Gza said it was a cold world and he was right
but I was up late school night watching new jersey drive in 95
Michael Jackson dropped the earth song
think twice gave Celine Dion 7 long week’s at number one
but I bought bone thugs and harmony
but couldn’t spit the words to any of the songs
the fresh style was amazing around the time that I started blazing
nights out became days in
Tupac was against the whole world rumour was he was hitting biggies girl that’s a year before
he passed away but that’s another story for another day
and you all know it well anyway
I was listening Stylee Cee on a saturday
heatwave radio in my room I would rap away
he played a tune called the points 9 minutes long
like it was my favourite joint
Redman killed it you better start putting on helmets in 95
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15. |
Lions feat Nina Smith
03:25
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I hear the streets calling for the feast
scorz is a beast
I was asleep
they was roaring showing all of their teeth
fighting for jungle scraps
surrounded by the hungriest cats
my appetite like a herbivore
nothing I haven’t heard before
dictionary words galore
wolf skin berzerker call
first verse merc em all
if not I’m the first to fall
coming back like dracula
pulling vampire teeth out with pliers
sleep a hundred years after ya
zombified microphone
al capone massacre
master of ceremonies
assassin ambassador
I see the atmosphere
know you’re there like mcloud
night vision
spot your cardio vascular
rap is like the hunger games
revolution hunger pains
probably end up on a island
surviving on monkeys brains
but I’m good with the goose feathered arrows
moving at the speed of a shadow
in a gaps that narrow
Nina Smith
I have been sitting and waiting next to lions
when they are roaring I’ve been biding my time
I have been sitting and waiting next to lions
while they’ve been sleeping
I’ve been watching the time
how can I compete with the wolf of wall street?
snapping at my feet
while we’ve got nothing to eat
I see sharp suits
laptop criminals making smart loot
maybe I can write our way out of this dark loop
same cycle no doe
recycle the old flow
even with a 9 to 5
stability is a no go
so I hunt with the skills I acquired
everybody Alan sugar
til they get their mic fired
I’m up late and quite tired
gotta take the kids to school
a caveman with a writing pad
a different set of business tools
sending out warning shots
aiming just to miss the fools
feeling frustrated
living within the system rules
double agent
plan of attack lyrically
I’m I talking to myself
like a shakespearean soliloquy
split between characters
sense and sensibility
6th sense ability
more advanced than the military
I tap your mic like M.I.6
am I sick?
I sleep using one eyelid
feeling cornered like a wounded animal
surrounded by fake politicians
in a zoo full of cannibals
learn to live with the pain without tramadol
it’s only a matter of time before the plan unfolds
history is gone
the presents never doubtful
the future is a mystery
the truth is in the outcome
Chorus
I have been sitting and waiting next to lions
when they are roaring I’ve been biding my time
I have been sitting and waiting next to lions
it’s no secret I have been biding time
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
how I keep going from under.
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16. |
I'm Not Bragging
03:18
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If we’re bragging about bragging
and boasting about Boasting
the best with the tongue wagging
shoot a dragon’s mouth open
no joking
I smoke ya soul
without choking
place a couple of snipers
at the ransom handover
Bram Stoker the pencil
hans solo the venue
appear from thin air
to take the thrown from your temple
the bengali Richard Parker
I’m a benghazi ferrari car bomb
spit bars to the car alarms harder
catch me in the market
with the Maglev flying carpet
kamikaze diving
sayonara to the target
bussing a dusty musket
the musketeer with the swash buckle
your best emcee is me when I’m rusty
my policy is hit the biggest one first
I can cough splutter,snort, sneeze fart, and burp a better verse
while I got infinite hiccups with my mouth sewn shut
with my feet in concrete parachuting towards the earth
while I land on top of this debt collecting Idiot
fuck him I’ll pay my debts with my death certificate
the best ever’s the one who invented shagging
how you gonna beat that one ? I’m not bragging
Chorus
I’m not Bragging
I’m IT the clown with a serious face
see the tracks of my tears from a scarier place
go to my grave with my simple homosapien ways
I’m homer simpson slash Clark Gable
king of the sofa
Minnesota fats
so relaxed winning em over
nine dart finish
phil taylor
call me sylar the watchmaker
digest your power
I’m churchill in his finest hour
my minds the product of dwight eisenhower
the truth is out there when you’re blowing your own bugle
don’t believe me tell E.T to phone google
I E honda slap a sumo wrestler with a rolled up newspaper
I’m Madam madusa slash danny laruso
I told em I’m colder than a dead witches cauldron
I scold em
melt down souls and re mold ‘em
and there’s a lot more gold in the vault
I’ll skin you alive on stage and roll you in salt
I’m not bragging
That bandage on your foot
is bigger than your head
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17. |
Brain Tour
03:03
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Take a tour
M C Escher architecture
wiremesh sculptures
chessboard floors
enter the dragon mirrors
365 different scorzilla’s
cortex looking like thriller
ghost train through the parts of the my brain
into the memory
it looks like an old phone exchange
conversations
if you lean against the wall
it revolve’s into a magical world of contemplation
waterfalls flowing over crystal branched trees
frozen teardrops smash against marble rocks
the rocks symbolise my conscience
my hearts an alchemist
turn stone faces into sponges
let me absorb your pain
absolve your wrongs
voice activation for the vaults of the future songs
guarded by soldiers with canine molars
night patrollers kidnap my dreams and hold em
electric fences 24 hour surveillance
bodyguards hold me back that’s my patience
in the padded room next to dementia
extra sensory perception
stay loyal like Clemenza
in my mind all my friends are nothing but legends
hanging like Bob Marley posters in the entrance
of the mansion of my best forte,
I’m not an artist it was 20 years of foreplay
you wanna pick my brain?
feel free
just mind ya step
take a trip where the eyes don't see
you wanna pick my brain?
your welcome
just be my guest
take a look around
but don’t get too comfortable
it’s not for sale
I have to warn you this place is haunted
make sure you bring your own torch
enter at your own risk
proceed with caution
walk the avenues of schizophrenia
seroquel road on the corner of risperdal close
suicidal ghosts drowning in my brain waves
every rhyme I ever wrote all squashed on the same page
brass band looking like the million man march
every song from 30 years of the charts
like libraries of nonsense inside my sub conscience
common sense meets wisdom
the two hold a conference
wish could I stop and start re record playback
fast forward re live some of the best days back
grandfather clock’s hear the echoes of the knocks
that’s 90% of my the house unlocked
designed by a mind way smarter than rubik
20 cubits by 20 cubits by 20 cubits
in the centre is all knowledge
the fifth dimension
1 consciousness
we’re all from it
C.I.A rain showers
brainwash for power
my third eye sits on a lighthouse tower
If I sense something’s not right
I send out a spotlight
should of wore your Berghaus
now you’re shivering with frostbite
peace to the puzzle in my mind like a crossword
trip wire the rhymes
to the trigger of a mosberg
psychopath home alone
pressure sensor boobytraps
now you’re truly trapped
I can see you through my google glass
you’re looking lost like alice
release the dobermans
what you gonna do?
run away? or jump over ‘em?
I suggest the trap door
over there near the black floor
looks like the crystal maze
mixed with the krypton factor
bet you wished you never had that sense of adventure
your curiosity gave you plenty to remember
there’s a button in a glass box lift the lid and press it
I transcend like the lawnmower man
and show you the exit…..
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18. |
Get Up feat Nina Smith
03:30
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Life….
There’s no medication for pain killers and life’s surprises
Sometime the biggest fight is inside us
Wether it’s confidence, self or an illness
Alone on your phone at home with no one to chill with
Break ups
Problems at home
You don’t wanna wake up
Don’t you know a should doesn’t require make up?
A good heart is a winner in any circumstance
Don’t let anybody say you don’t deserve a chance
It’s never too late to start again
Don’t you know the best achievements come from a heart of pain?
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who’s the one who run’s circles round em all?
Take a bow..but not for a round of applause
Never bow out
If you feel you’re going down
Listen to your angel and fly off the ground.
Chorus (Nina Smith)
Get up, Get up when you feel its over
Just look up , look up, look up
Even if they’ve told ya
That you are wasting time
You’re out your mind
Just get up, get up, get up
When you feel…..
Like closing down (ooh oooh)
Like closing down
Like closing down (ooh ooh)
Like closing down
When you feel like closing down.
Sometimes we don’t talk much but we wanna be heard
I guess I’m blessed with a gift to express my own words
But what about those who stay quiet ?
Living with physical pain everyday like fybromyalgia
Wish I could take it your body
Fly it to the centre of the sun
watch it burst into flames
Like it never existed
No face of agony
No taste of tragedy
Give you back your energy to spend with your family
No fake doctors or medication with side effects
Look inside your mind you’ll find there’s a fighter left
Sometimes those who love the most
Have been loved the least
That’s why they understand love more than we can see
I guess humans they fear the unknown
But what we fear most
Is the feeling of being alone
If you ever feel you’re going down
Listen to the angel on your shoulder
And lift yourself off the ground.
Chorus
Rocky Balboa
The world ain’t all sun shine and rainbows
It’s a very mean and nasty place
And it will beat you to your knees if you let it
You? Me? No one is gonna hit as hard as life
But it ain’t about how hard you hit
It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
That’s how winning is done.
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19. |
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let me remind you of the sharpness
if your minds in the darkness
how I rhyme with the smartness
and my timing is marvellous
your a fake like Nastradamus
you’ve lost your marbles
fly in my fortress and
get clawed by my gargoyles
I spit argan oil
at the same temperature carbon boils
half reptile half marsupial cyborg
Go to war with a DARPA Coil gun
catch me chasing lizards
at the annual royal hunt
if I double or triple
you’re in a trouble and a pickle
you're barking up the wrong tree
when it comes to emcees I always
over eat like boxing in a onesie
Scorz of Locksley
how dare you make a mockery
I got booby traps that shoot
loom bands and crockery
flip the street like inception
real life monopoly
I’m unemployable with no history on my c.v
I guess I should've planned ahead
heading for the land of the dead
relying on my writing skills
to hand me my bread
I should've chosen God’s work
that’s always win win
but in all of this confusion
where do I begin
big up to hackenbush
for bringing all the people in
snatch the keys of the king
pick pocket a couple decent rings
Scorz and chess, more or less
a string quartet,over haunted violins
joining forces
with our evil twins.
DJ Scratch
“I’m from Nottingham Like Robin Hood
with 20 horses ready”
“Stalking the streets, while the whole world’s sleeping”
Chester P
It’s Chess and Scorz
these guillotines will behead you frauds
leave you hollow like I’m Zorro with his dreaded sword
I Invade the house of Vega for his metal claws
Fucking with this Cenobite
returning from the devils jaws
the rebel cause
a suicide tsunami surfer
where the shirkers
make you vanish like your name was Shergar
from a realm that’s way beyond the circa
A night breed in this
feeding on the carcass of a dead berserker
red alert and me Scorz are like a double dragon
see me walking through the ends with my knuckles dragging
through the rubble bragging
that it’s nothing but to bubble bag ‘em
couple blows
couple toes need a couple tagging’s
rap assassin
I’m lurking in the thick of night
filling up my little pipe
of undiluted kriptonite
so now all you super hero rappers
non applicable
welcome to this despicable
pick of the bunch sticking you
words of the mad professor
the works of the chesser chess
verse of the very best
for the man and his merry men
watching these lesser god’s
get drowned in a heavy phlegm
then bound to a rotten cross
and then sent to their buried friends
it never ends
The better half of centurions
I’m half homunculus
the other half puritan
my names synonymous
with danger like I’m jack the ripper
backing liquor
’til I’m sick enough to smack a vicar
Scratch Chorus
We’re from the uk but we’re not your ordinary
Scorzayzee’s the name
Scorz’ll bury ya
This is worldwide
Chester P
Beat up the scene like an active volcano
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20. |
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He mixed the vodka with the lager
ecstasy and marijuana
got into a drama
now he’s in a cell
not feeling well
“For some ungodly reason”
and it’s hotter than hell
“for some ungodly reason”
She had a person that she hated
and claimed it was work related
saying “She’s the boss’s favourite”
and “She’s always being favoured”
“for some ungodly reason”
now she’s gossiping
“for some ungodly reason”
It’s so hard to build a piece of land
and burn fuel to heat your hand’s
two weeks of freedom
got us searching for a beach and sand
“for some ungodly reason”
So we used a credit card
“for some ungodly reason”
The priest is feeling like a loner
got a boner with no one to phone
or own
now he feels like he’s trapped
like his name is Jonah
“for some ungodly reason”
I feel sorry for him
“For some ungodly reason”
A rich man found a wallet on the floor
and didn’t hand it in
even though he didn’t need it
as much as the man who did
“for some ungodly reason”
greed tempted him
“for some ungodly reason”
Chrorus
Nature of the world we’re living in
depends if you believe in God
whether you live in sin
we got free will
that’s a big test for us
whether you believe in destiny
or it’s just because
Verse 2
Juga-Naut
He buys a scratch card
sit’s in his backyard and raps hard
he never made it
now he’s got a black heart
that’s dark
“For some ungodly reason”
hey yo F*** the industry
“For some ungodly reason”
or bro what you think of me
she’s always been someone
who’s overlooked
needs hugs
puts herself out and gets abusive love
“For some ungodly reason”
she puts up with it
“For some ungodly reason”
he took money from a loan shark
now he’s living so large
pay it back or get 20 goon’s in your own yard
“For some ungodly reason”
why you do it man?
“For some ungodly reason”
nah you didn’t even need a grand
I always overeat
two plates
40 waist
bread,cheese chicken are my worst mates
“For some ungodly reason”
they’re my best mates
“For some ungodly reason”
yo Jugs you got breasts mate
pick a religion
9 to 5 is a prison
live in sin
live in wisdom
pray to God will he ever listen
“For some ungodly reason”
will she ever listen
“For some ungodly reason”
will we ever know
chorus
I don’t know why I smoke tobacco
I must be some kind of wacko
I’m a saddo
I don’t wanna see my lungs with a shadow
“For some ungodly reason”
I still do it
“For some ungodly reason”
I’m too weak
life is too cheap
a blessing that we do speak
a ghost town
I can’t see any kids on the street
“For some ungodly reason”
facebook?
nah PS3
what’s with the evil eye
boasting you’re an evil guy
selling the people lies
for a slice of the devil’s pie
you’re showing off
“For some ungodly reason”
I’m guilty too
I’m showing off
“For some ungodly reason”
the enemy is our own soul
the big war’s inside the mind
even Einstein couldn’t figure out God’s design
“For some ungodly reason”
if you believe in nothing
“For some ungodly reason”
you’ll see nothing
I mean I don’t know why I even do things
I don’t know why I’m questioning everyone else
it just might be for some “For some ungodly reason”
Chorus
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21. |
Saturday
03:37
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woke up thinking its school
but I was happy it was saturday
turned the tv on and watched the racoons
brother and sister downstairs already fighting
dad banging on the ceiling
‘cus that was his only lie in
he came down like a stomping giant
mum got the eggs in the frying pan frying
dad took us for a haircut
waiting outside the bookies
sitting on the wall
praying dad gets lucky
afternoons was knightrider
street hawk or airwolf
mum played the pools
so it was football results
over time the programmes changed
from blind date to you bet
generation game
Forsyth bussing a two step
play ya cards right
but it’s X factor now
funny how Saturday seems to has it’s own style
Scratch Chorus by Jabba Tha Kut
“We did it like that now we do it like this
let’s take a step and think back
I think about the days
go inside your mind and find a time that you miss
will they reminisce”
my favourite day
but the world’s still spinning
football focus
matches need winning
chip shops open
so thats big man grinning
mum spring cleaning
new fresh linen
new shoes from town
couple vinyls and a cd
pocket money
sticker book that says panini
watching snooker
play the lottery
if you’re not going out with your mississ
then its a chinese
match of the day
after that probably netflix
chillin on the sofa
and you might get a bit
only joking
everyday has a new meaning
a new meeting
couple of nice greetings
dont get too mashed and start beefing
mess around in town and ruin everybody’s weekend
then its bridewell breakfast on sunday
in court monday
but saturday was the fun day.
whether you’re washing your car
or your mowing your lawn
you could of slept in but you’re up early morn
freedom is the best feeling
are you a robot today?
not at all
my grandad would play spot the ball
each day is a different colour in my head
monday is orange
but saturday is red
mum would do the weekly shop
and say we don’t need a lot
we was very happy with whatever we got
nowadays more and more people work on
weekends
is it still special?
or just another day in the week then
tim westwood rap show was my nights in
got my tape ready for the top ten at ten
then I would start writing
just another dream in the bedroom
now I need a boardroom or more leg room
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22. |
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Ain’t nothing better than a gangsta wrap
a couple of straps
3 or 4 baseball bats
walk in Mcdonalds waving a bagel
take the manager hostage
only Ronald Mcdonald can save you
I wanna speak to that clown
I’m in a hurry
yo Fatboy don’t move
get away from that Mcflurry
I’m serious man
I’ll murder your burgers
you jerkers
this is revenge for overworking your workers
where’s Ronald at?
I know he’s here somewhere
he’s definitely here
I can hear a kids party upstairs
calm down lady
I’m not into hurting children
but you better evacuate all the women
out of the building
I’ve got a couple of questions I wanna ask him
if he answers them correct
than I promise I won’t blast him
I’ll leave you alone with your macs and happy meals
“oi dickhead Ronald Mcdonald isn’t real”
exactly that’s my point
so stay out of this
before I splatter extra tomato ketchup
over your chips
“erm sir I think you’ll find they’re actually called fries”
well pardon me for not sounding all americanised
“but look at yourself man you’re kind of fat”
I know ‘cus I used to eat big macs you pratt
now all i eat is big gangsta Wraps
call an ambulance
I think I’m having an heart attack
Chorus
Ain’t nothing better than a gangsta Wrap
old school 90’s gangsta rap
parental advisory on the front of the CD
it just made me wanna buy that
ain’t nothing better than a Gangsta Wrap
old school 90’s Gangsta rap
if the government banned the track
it only made me wanna go and buy that
All shotguns ready focus the mission
there’s a twist to the joke
but no joking in the dissing
have you ever noticed the colonel from K.F.C
looks like Rolf harris
I guess they’re both choking the chicken
now I’m not saying I’m very serious about murdering
but I’m very serious about burgling burger king
wonder of captain Birdseye’s into angling
a little horse strangling
string em ‘til they’re dangling
sorry I’m rambling
even small restaurant’s can get it
grab a gun and run up in the local mandarin
I want the secret recipe mother *****
before I **** your mother
without using a rubber
tell the producers don’t censor it out
infact I’ve gone too far again censor it out
I blow up Nando’s like an army commando
bodybag everybody in wagamamas like rambo
I take that back Wagamama’s and nando’s are cool
infact f*** Wagamama’s for sitting me on the stool
hmmm like there ain’t enough room
don’t make me have to put pubic hairs in all the mushrooms
and make you loser all your sponsor’s
and shut you down quicker than a bloody onyx concert
I’ve never done a crime but the fed’s are out to get me
but don’t believe the hype
Gangsta Rap didn’t affect me
Chorus
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23. |
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what these kids know about cassettes?
and taping off the radio?
and walking to your friends house
to play the new radio show
chrome tape’s was for the ill shit
that never my left my house
I used headphones for a mic the other way round
didn’t have money for vinyl or decks
so I wrote down the lyrics of all the rappers I respected
deciphering the slang
I Was from a million miles away
it was like another language when I heard ghost and rae
and Queens bridge was my favourite place
even though I never been there
it seemed closer
than my neighbours face
a lot of kids in the area turned to hard drugs
a few went to jail
taking on the image of hard thugs
but rap never made wanna do a crime,
all I wanted to do buss a few rhymes
and I was chubby and a little ugly looking
I started getting good with flow
now I'm the swan and not the ugly duckling
chorus
remember when we used to freestyle for fun?
on a cold winter’s night in the garage when we was young?
when the rap tapes broke we would fix it with sellotape?
made sure we made a copy for our mates?
now we send a youtube link
6 million times around the world in a blink
I’m not saying thats bad its a blessing
but when I used to rap I was a little kid messing
Juganaut Verse 2
Walking Messiah for the people
the hero’s
pesci and de niro
the tombs of the pharaoh’s
ruby on the chain
main vain
squeeze a name
release the pain
pour the grease
and decrease the flame
fried snapper
high five to the livest rapper
write and conquer
mixdown
divide and master
wipe the sweat with the flannel
good food channel
dapper dan
louis suit
with the blue panel
people wanna posture
‘cus they see me as an alpha male
sometimes the heart stays strong
but the mouth will fail
tell the tails of betrayel
smell light the L
strike the bell
strike the match up
ignite the hell
20/20 vision
with the wisdom of my forefather
cause drama
it’s pearl harbour
when I pour lava
heavenly feeling
I’m forvever revealing
chill with villains
in a villa
with incredible ceilings
I love rap
Remember
Ali vegas Verse 3
Alpha beta paper
Ali Vegas of course…
I was born to do music
I’m not the author to fool ‘em
critics caution the movement
come across the cross in a double
you in trouble
(talk to em)
don’t be content
with the way that the cookie crumble
my mere presence humble to fool you
for years I thought rapping
over a beat was belittling me
never turn down the gift that was given to me
this is a life you gotta be living to see
even the vicious decree
child of god
decision rod
start Splitting the sea
(talk to em)
mortal or king
my reign was pre ordained
even those that taught to be strange
talk to me same
(what up what up)
listen to the piano’s
and get a feeling how My thoughts are deranged
walking disorient
the chorus explains
how I went from a poor baby
now the whores praise me
and tours pay me
that’s how Lord made me
see me directing pictures with Scorzayzee
and Juga-naut
and I still love the block
Chorus
yeah That’s how we do it
Ali vegas, scorzayzee
Juga-naut
N.Y.C baby
U.S.A to Nottingham
The whole U.K
we global now
black syndicate
Don’t get hit….
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24. |
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No longer brainwashed I recovered from the lobotomy
a free man my soul’s not an economic commodity
It’s modern day sodomy I’m questioning the sovereignty
the working mans policy quantity over quality
I look at the atlas and think what’s the true anomaly
they build an atom bomb then study me anatomically
my curiosity got me digging like archeology
anything from criminology to bibliography
I test your heart like modern cardiology
kill em in alphabetical order and chronologically
yes I swallowed a dictionary, that’s why my biotechnology
is way too advanced for rheumatology
I build a ship out of African mahogany
and belly flop at the maximum terminal velocity
listen to a prophecy with radio astronomy
deciphering your language like dialectic geography
everything I spit is classical cinematography
what’s democracy if i didn’t elect the monarchy?
I turn an impossibility to quite possibly
theoretically I’m not a doctor of philosophy
let’s mix psychology with biology
you all you’re gonna get is biological psychology
the word origins are African, Greek or Hebrew
I thought I’d drop a few on the mic
so you can read through
Chorus
We are strong
human to human
we care
words are just words in the end
at one with the universe
at one with the universe
It’s like I’m living in that film Idiocracy
nothing but bureaucracy political hypocrisy
experts in toxicology growing the broccoli
the aristocracy wanna poison me like socrates
live the rest of my days in generosity
without animosity on whatever life offers me
honestly I say things irresponsibly
subconsciously see the true self trying to conquer me
like there’s more than one of me paradoxically
the more I close my eyes the more I see more logically
my experience outer bodily and
can’t be explained with optometry terminology
I don’t like the word ethnic minority it only paints a picture
with one sided authority
minor and major with language
that enslave the mind of a stranger
to fight their own neighbour
some believe in astrology and numerology
some believe a picture of god is idolatry
sacred geometry or fibonacci patterns
the golden ratio and mysteries mathematically
whether it’s the string theory or symmetry
we’re all similar alike like a simile
universally we’re all students in the great architect of the
universe’s university.
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25. |
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Drago, Scorzayzee, Khaddafi
Q.B to Nottingham
and everything in between
“take a look at me”
look at me
“take a look at me”
look at me mother F******
Struggle in my veins
and my medallion and gold chain
is pain
word to the bloodstains of George Jackson
flee the courtroom
camouflaged with guns packed in
verbally holding
and I been nice since
I sat in my pop’s scrotum
khadaff blow em
lyrical omen
moving like the shogun
sit on the throne when I’m zoning
naturally king it’s my birthright and melatonin
so walk with me
travel the hood
ghetto savagery
my faculty
cut from the same fabric as tragedy
all things conceived in live thoughts
salute to them O.G’s who hug the sky for it
N***** talking all that paper but they don’t see it
Lebron when I ball
you’re stuck paraplegic
you can’t talk this shit here without breathing it
your highness
Q.B’s finest
N***** that’s no secret
your highness
Q.B’s finest
N***** that’s no secret
Chorus
I’ll always love
I’ll always love
I’ll always
I’ll always
I’ll always love
you ooh ooh
you ooh ooh you
ooh you ooh you ooh ooh
verse 2 Scorzayzee
I’m jumping out the trojan horse
like what you quoting homer for?
your tony on the phone
I close your vocal chords
with no remorse
it’s lonely when there’s no support
and spitting is your only sport
an army of over 400 kickstarted scorz into a holy war
with 50 A.k’s
roly polys on the frozen floor
this pompous life of pompadours and za za gabors
get punished like pompei do whatever the songs say
they loving beyonce but no speaka the anglais
that’s why I say my piece
staple the paper to the face of these
hateful creatures and reverse their facial features
pray and face the east
wander through these ancient streets
tell owais this time I really blazed the beat
from Sneinton to the states we’re taking taking major leaps
peace to the all the peeps in the grumbling stomach of the beast
we’re fire in the streets but staying humble when we greet
smile like the master doing zikr in his sleep
flicking the zikr beads from a couple of hundred feet
if it’s a mystery you seek then the history is deep
the system like a wolf creeping sleeping with a sheep
they teach me with the bleach of a pre written speech
but I say peace to the puzzle til I reach missing piece.
Take a look at me
take at look at me
take a look
a friend ashamed
misunderstood
misunderstood
yo shouts out to Tragedy khadafi
QB to Nottingham
but up to everyone who supported all these years
it’s all love
we’re just misunderstood man
Peace To the Puzzle…
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26. |
Heroes Never Die
05:34
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Daudi singing Scorz’s lyrics
Even heroes die
The demons got to Bruce Lee the night the scarecrows cried
and Buddy Holly’s plane crashed from the sky
Franky Lymon got skanked by the devil himself
disguised as a record label inviting him to the wealth
the high life itself
the price?... your health
no loyalties, dying with evil people fighting over your royalties
Lady Di rose above us
Ghandi taught us how to act like brothers
Tupac told us to respect our mothers
Abraham freed the slaves
Malcom x and Martin Luther were slain
‘cus when they spoke our hearts would relate
from Jesus Christ to J.F.K
it’s a wonder they didn’t try to snipe Public Enemy or N.W.A
scorz
when the earth turned to night to help pass the life
a pastime pass the mic hip hop brought it back to light
I wonder why River Phoenix flopped the actors life
Put the crack in pipe and Marylin committed suicide
Kurt Cobain fed the nation teen spirit
Miles Davis the greatest
Biggie Smalls rags to riches he made it
Bob Marley touched the hearts of nations
it’s all in the book
and if guns were never made
then Marvin Gaye would sing the hook
Chorus
I’ve asked questions they never answer me
when I’m gone I wonder what I’ll leave
‘cus when my demons come
what will they see?
will they find a hero inside me
The whole world laughed with John Belushi
I think we’d all die laughing
if he and John Candy were in the same movie
and Jim Morrison’s music will always move me
and Sammy Davis Junior’s humour will always soothe me
I stay walking
on this cold earth
until the day i jump out of my coffin like Screamin’ Jay Hawkins
The pressures of life
how much can we take?
was it Michaels pops that made him nervous about his face?
Hollywood dreams and lost angels
being pimped in a cold world
the world sings the same tune
they say that money changes you
and staying true is the only way to make it through
and when you make it people start hating you
newspapers capture the capers like who’s famous
and when legends die it starts the argument who’s the greatest
Maradona or Pele?
Muhammad Ali or Prince Naseem?
all examples that you too can live the dream
John Lennon would have changed the world if he was still alive
is He and Jimmy Hendrix watching us from the sky?
would Mother Teresa help kill the third world debt?
I look at earth and disappear on a gold trumpet
through the stars to the gates of light
where many lost souls meet
discussing life as they reunite
I’d pass Big Pun and Big L
freestyle with Freaky Ty doing the ad libs
with karen Carpenter and Curtis Mayfield
Bussing jokes with Benny Hill
if I had the power I think I’d reunite Kim and Mel
I’d ask T-Rex about his mysterious death
why did Mariah try to kill herself from the fame and the stress
did George Best love the club life?
impressing women when he looked nice?
for every up there’s a down
I guess that’s the good life
ask Bobby Brown and Whitney
it’s like drugs are the new culture
like Eminem with the sound of sixties
nobody’s perfect not everybody dies a martyr
but if I go I’m going my way like Frank Sinatra
If i could reach up in the heavens and see her
I’d tell the her the whole world fell in love with Aaliyah
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27. |
Flow Sicker
03:11
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I’m chilled out like I’m in the bahamas in my pyjamas
wish you no harm and a world with less drama
I’m here now no fear now now I don’t care now
we all die anyway so why we pulling hair out
everybody living in worry what’s the hurry
after money with a angry face longer than Andy murray
with the raps zillas like a wooly mammoth to a bully
I’m all about peace you don’t understand fully
whether you’re straight
crooked or bent
married or single
extrovert introvert
don’t like to mingle
sociopath psychotic,
masonic with a bee in your bonnet
as long the planets free and we’re on it
and we promise
that we’re never gonna bomb it to oblivion
with silly military artillery that cost trillions
we might be alright for one more night
If nasa keeps an eye out for an asteroid strike
knowing our luck they’ll probably fall asleep on the telescope
watch the floods come set up shop and try sell us boats
That’s why I’m coming like I’m Noah with the flow,
But I don’t wanna save the world I just wanna come and go
it’s all kicking like off riots in a stadium ,David Icke,
a couple of psychic’s and a Alien
establishment fiddling kids
no job dole fiddlers
bank robbers
tanks,bombs,peddlers,meddlers
pesky kids with hoods up throwing stones
roaming around the streets spreading
germs and their chromosomes
just stay inside
pray and hide
hope isis don’t make it these sides
just stay alive,
listen to the beatles and a bee gees
a bit of scorzayzee
heard his new C`d is the bee’s knees
the dogs bollocks
I’m the red hot scollop
the fatman dollop
hit rappers like crash bang wallop
wont stop til the last man hollas
tax the tax mans wallets,
at your door like the gas mans on it
I’m the bubonic
man flu
plague
Aids
vomit
sick with the flow
and you know it so who want it
the world’s needs a hero and not another pharoahe
step to me and get an old school clip round the ear hole
you’re not Al Pacino, you’re not Rob de niro
you’re not rick ross
your bank account says zero
you’re not that scary I don’t care though
I’m on point with the flow
I throw a spear and pierce your earlobe.
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28. |
Crepps
04:01
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Who would have thought slave labour still existed on earth
in the hot sun a young girl stitches a shirt
the shirt says Nike
Nike was a greek god
who do we worship
Adidas or Reebok?
endorsed by a big sports star
now they got us walking on springs
paying 130 so they can buy a sports car
making money off us like slaves
they got us competing against each other
and calling each other names
what if I got famous
my label would have me kitted out
in 110’s
with kids asking me where I got my trainers
how much I bought em
I could I tell ‘em the price
knowing full well their mothers just can’t afford ‘em
but crepps look fly in the summer
you buss ‘em
and feel good
in different colours
it’s all hood
and with the money that I’ve got left
I might go to town right now
and buy me a brand new pair of hot crepps
Chorus
“Rock Crepps, rock crepps,everybody rock crepps
rock crepps ,rock crepps,everybody rock crepps,
rock crepps rock crepps everybody rock crepps
rock crepps rock crepps everybody rock crepps (repeat)
Microchip trainers
laces are speakers
making music with your footsteps
mp3 internet crepps
I travel to the future in a pair of Jordans
kids walk to class
rocking virtual reality glasses
like it’s normal
connected to a small box stuck on their waist
recording every single step of the way
I used to rock gola
never known for bussing fly crepps
pulling my jeans over the tongue
to disguise the hi tech
troubling kids
pop their air bubbles with sticks
I used to laugh at any kid stepping
in puddles or shit
I had diadora
I wasn’t really feeling fila
but I bought ‘em anyway
‘cus everybody on the street had some
Simon got jacked for his reebok pumps
I laughed ‘cus all he did the the playground was brag
you can travel light years in your nike airs
all you need’s your two feet
and a brand new pair of hot crepps
Chorus
Did David Beckham have the flyest trainers on the street?
when he was practicing hard
now the whole world’s at his feet look
and Andy cole’s from Nott’s
many kids want to be ballers
and see their own name
on other kids tops
scuffing up my new crepps
playing one touch
other kids are like
fetch the ball with your long foot
swerving
I never rocked le Coq Sportif
or L.A gear
no matter what you wear
you’re the same person
If you could invent crepps
what would they look like?
F*** Nike
wear your own crepps
and make them look tight
rock your own name brand
design ‘em yourself
I slayed Adidas with a sword
just to find myself
Scorz footwear
you can find ‘em on your shelf
but you probably won’t like ‘em
‘cus I designed ‘em myself
in a world of material things
my spirits able
to walk around the earth
bare foot without a label
but still I rock crepps
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Scorzayzee Nottingham, UK
Scorzayzee A.K.A Scorzilla was last seen somewhere outside Buckingham Palace with his friends from Gotham City planning the fall of Windsor. Rumour has it he time travelled back to the Peasants Revolt and led the resistance which is still on going.
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