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Aeon​:​Peace To The Puzzle

by Scorzayzee

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stacyjsmith IMO, one of the 5 goats with jehst, Phil most chill, ra the rugged man and masta ace - in no particular order. Favorite track: Gangsta Wraps (Take The Throne).
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1.
Intium 03:33
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
2.
Bone Stash 03:58
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
3.
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
4.
Old School 03:06
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
5.
The Heart 04:25
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.
6.
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?
7.
Love 'Em All 04:05
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
8.
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?
9.
Live Free 04:00
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.
10.
Good Grammar 03:39
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.
11.
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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Street Angel 03:29
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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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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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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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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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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Brain Tour 03:03
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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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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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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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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Saturday 03:37
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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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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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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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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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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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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Flow Sicker 03:11
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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Crepps 04:01
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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"I Want that album, I want people to hear just how amazing emcee he is”

– MistaJam BBC Radio 1

“We’re talking about lyrics that really come from somewhere, really truly mean something, yet what’s beautiful about Scorz is that there is still a sense of humour”

– Shane Meadows


Scorzayzee’s debut album finally came about after his fans rallied together in a kickstarter campaign. The album turned into a 28 track double after the initial target was hit in just 8 days out of 30. This is a classic hip hop album featuring Chester P, Juga-­Naut, Vandal Salvage, Cappo, Ali Vegas, Tragedy Khadafi, Nina Smith, Nick Stez, Joy Mumford, Dj Woody, Jabba Tha Kut, Daudi Matsiko

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released October 1, 2020

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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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