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жанры: trip-hop, hip-hop, electronic, downtempo
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Mental Universe
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Free the Robots
жанры: trip-hop, hip-hop, electronic, downtempo
альбомы: Ctrl Alt Delete
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[Verse 1: Ill Bill] Yo yo this life is hard, my mental level is odd Like devils versus gods, there’s a war inside my mind going on Squads represent these separate emotions Three quarters of us is made of water, now it’s land versus ocean Soaking, it’s like open wrists, had this bitch sucking my dick for poker chips Deep throating shit then she sucked her own tit I got bizarre shit, you’re just a moving target Take a style, dissolve it Like ? it made of brown sugar vomit Fright night of the comets, seven Islamics named Mohammed Rocking scimitars give the illest scars to the godless Unworthy ones, my verse is thirty guns Blasting off north, my rhymes are sawed-off I’m hip hop, I can’t be bought off I blast a scripture like a fracture blister Attack the system like when cancer hits a random victim Splatter liquid like a twisted sponge I’m like a biscuit, hit your lungs Twitch your tongues, we putting rhymes in circulation Like it’s drugs inside bloodstreams I like to visit other countries asking other things The universe is all ours to explore, that’s what my mother thinks My brother thinks most cats are shady, I think he may be right But fuck the darkness, I’mma try to focus on the light I be the true and living ruler of my world I want world peace so if you got beef stay the fuck away from me, chief The green leaf is sparked like soldiers stomping through a swamp Without high boots and radiation suits that’s glowing in the dark It’s a tribute to myself, I’m burning kids like they was grilled cheese And every time I open up my mouth I kill MC’s I seen the greatest men destroyed by cowards so I watch my back Most of these cats so damn whack that they’d be lost without their gat That’s not to say a gat is evil, only people can deceive you Make you bleed through wounds that never heal and leave your spirit feeble It’s depressing, the truth will set you free so just accept it You don’t even have to like my shit so long as you respect it [Hook] Without the positive we can’t exist Without negativity we can’t exist Without the sunshine we can’t exist Without the darkness we can’t exist Hey yo without a little love we can’t exist Without liquor and drugs we can’t exist Without free religions we can’t exist Without the television we can’t exist [Verse 2: Goretex] It’s like my views are ancient, crusty like basements Studying spaceships, anal probes with metal prong testing temperature placement Teeth of a dragon, face of a lion, children of Zion Half-breeds who defecate iron burnt to flames We find robots in the bible insane ? intelligence Sons of the sun with astral resonance Bigger than rap, I live a life of decadence Turn mass to energy Medicineman celebrity conspiracy, Tel Aviv I put my pyramid, never deliver it without ? ? more like storms in my breastplate We militant, we legislate laws with no decency ’98, our brothers use brains and low frequencies One time for sharp kids, killers who biblical There’s two ghettos, one of them mind, the other physical To break food we on that hunt for ? Cause race haters and pigs in white sheets running with quakers [Hook] Without the inner-self we can’t exist Without oxygen we can’t exist Without a bag of weed we can’t exist Without a little greed we can’t exist Without some real friends we can’t exist Without the dividends we can’t exist Without photosynthesis we can’t exist Without mass transit we can’t exist [Verse 3: Sabac] Prepare for mental combat, I react like twenty gats And holds some straps, ready for nothing ? take me out or hold me back Then I come back only to walk down mean streets like Perry Thomas At a seminar where they asked us who practiced the art of conscious Beware of toxic drinking tap could be a deathtrap A setback to leave our arms folded and our necks back Existence leads back to Egyptians and conflictions War missions, colour-free property, and fake religions Battle scars and nudie bars, ? stars to crash the earth Leave us jerked and out of work Forcing all mine to convert to carry weapons for aggression Ruger M double 7’s, crash the heavens like our demo did at Geffen Now we’re prepping barracudas ? computer age ? influenced In our brain to re-enact the deep attack that caused the pain Our social differences, existences, the listeners are businesses Non Phixion is like ministers, walk the world until it finishes [Hook] Without some food stamps we can’t exist Without reproduction we can’t exist Without a clear mind we can’t exist Without a little pride we can’t exist Without a clear mind we can’t exist Without some intellect we can’t exist Without old school we can’t exist Without the real truth we can’t exist
Это интересно:Free the Robots используя свои знания джаза, фанка, рока, хип-хопа и электронной музыки создает инструментальный хип-хоп на основе винтажных и современных семплов. Мощные биты и внятные мелодии. Одним словом "олдскульный авангардист".Он достиг широкой популярности с самого начала и нашел свое место среди лучших исполнителей в этом жанре, такими как Prefuse 73, Flying Lotus, The Glitch Mob, Afrika Bambaataa.... продолжение
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