The Herbaliser - Distinguished Jamaican English (feat. Phi-Life Cypher) | Текст песни

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LIFE:
Hurricane, rough terrain, I bring the pain and blood stains,
when I think, me and violence link, like a gold chain,
I'm raw like uncut cocaine crushed from a cocoa leaf
This undisputed champ don't nap when it comes to vocal beats
Distinguished Jamaican English linguistic lyricist,
I flip scripts without moving my lips like ventriloquists.
My voicebox be melding mic tops like crack rocks,
attacking head tops and leaving brains in pain like swelling blood clots.
Don't bring your deadstop 'cause that's his lifestyle, the roadblock,
my verbal headlocks are powerful like my dreadlocks.
My rhymes drop, making more noise than shots from nine glocks.
If you don't duck, maybe you'll end up looking like cyclops.
i rumble in any jumble, be both Ali and Foreman,
Till the very last ounce I'm making you bounce like a doorman
Storming like norman my technical topical deep and philosophical
hot tropical musical style, put you in a hospital.
My rap gospels help you hyperventilate mind state elevate,
I'll supernaturally levitate, Imaginations I captivate.
Featherweight fakes makes you try to imitate duplicate,
don't fabricate the style I create, I'll assassinate and terminate.
I never abdicate this thing that we wait, but always dominate,
Fucking with me is unsafe, like sex without a pack of mates.
Forget the sour grapes, you may get crushed like some cheap wine
My rhymes are streamlined, tunnel vision for deep minds.
Even Einstein's mind was not as inventive as mine,
from the first day I kicked a rhyme, I left the competition behind.
Dangerous, murderous, metaphorically spontaneous,
Full circle rhymes with a 360 degree radius.
Instantaneous remarkable unsurpassable rap catalog of fat dialog
making me the king of the castle
Spectacular lyrics attacking necks like a hundred draculas,
Forcing flesh wounds like whales impaled by harpoons,
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CHORUS:
We're lyrical wordsmiths so spun in the herbs with the herbalizer
To be providing this wiser with skills as tight as a miser?
newly design rhymes to capture the minds of mankind
making the earth reverse in time with our monumental lines
We're flipping factual rhymes to possess your natural minds
The Phi Life Cipher remains in the game till the end of time
The Herbalizer with life inside in the dread zone
dispersing merciless verses, the types that will blow your headphones.
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SI PHILI
When I start quick I'm as cold as adventures out in the arctic,
I freeze faster than frostbite making parts of your heart sick.
I'm sicker than arsenic, enough rappers have come to battle, but
I spit the heavier shit that could smash them flat as a halibut
This rapping excalibur is piercing all of your ears,
you haven't heard nothing like this so tight in all of your years.
I'm as tight as elephantiasis inside of the tightest drain pipes,
and I can't even think of a word to explain what the pains like.
it's worse than excruciating, it's making me nauseous,
when the Si Phili be rhyming you know I'm vein and remorseless,
this linguistic sorcerer with his spells in a binder
and he's conjuring the kind of verbalist spells that'll blind ya,
Forever making a rapper rue the day that he started,
And the words that come to my mouth just ain't for the feint hearted
Enough rappers have parted and there's more that I've outsmarted,
and I've even made it happen to see the dearly departed.
I shouldn't have started, now I'm Sta-sta-starting to stammer,
But my grammar is over your head like the hats with the bandanas.
My bad manners, are much sicker than what they ought to be,
I spit rhymes that are priceless and there's no need for assurities,
I spit a line with such size and enormity,
the next person that sees you will think you're bor