Hook- lmno
all those red tops evil thoughts people shop playing out the plot/
prejudice seeds of lust raise in the garden of dust a yo we must/
the door down with the lion of judah taking the crown we’re zion bound/
back before you react get all the facts knowing god’s people we’re under attack/
every border every sort of division dismissing mans laws with jah’s permission/
i rap to heal the hurt insert the slug our hip hop stays alert/
Dax
whatever happened to it, it seems that time passin quicker
the flame on the truth is only a flicker
and the heart is thinner, starvin’ the beginner
while the population is thicker, it’s hard to find a winner
the game you seek .. name’s identified
is someone who resembles what it used to be like
but now they bitter
swingin’ for the stars with the weight of the world on the shoulder
just call ‘em a heavy hitter
livin in the litter, l… trash picker
only cuz they dumped off everyone who doesn’t fit the mold
defined by records sold instead of the road they travel
just to get the picture
well i’m gon’ change that,
rearrange that, i’m gon’ stay that real rapper, real cat i’m gon’ stay that real rapper, real cat
dax – remember the name, the first tunnel rat
comin’ forward and i’m takin’ it back.
Hook
Knows
well i’m knowin’ since it’s going down/
growin’ up’s an obstacle, to stop would be an optical illusion
since i’m movin’ every millisecond when we wreck the treasury it’s secondary
less of me will be worse when our destiny is first in line
in mind, body, spirit with the lyrics, fearin’ one individual
because when i speak you hear it, steerin’ your fortune in a way i can feel it
about to clear it, it ain’t bogus in a lotus
kick kick
Zane
right foot it’s real high
contact with a mean ol’ habit
beat it to a pulp indescribable dammit
round house to the brain - capoeira
heads need to be helmeted when the boom kicks mobilizing bliss
pick up mics for a quick fix to get my licks
a lit box of champa can’t disguise the scent of burning flesh
and i don’t want no dalai lama dying for peace and honor
tellin’ me to serve until my last breath
Hook
Dez
now what'll you put up with? huh? what will you put down?
i'll put it in until it puts out, and i gots ta put my foot down
on this hokey pokey ohkeedohke, no dough
handin out promos to heads who don't go to no shows.
tell the truth behind my back and then, lie in person
then tell me to pay no attention to that man behind the curtain.
but we gon see you. you aint foolin no one in here.
& you'll see, when tunnel rats burrow a hole in your ear.
Sev
and you swear you know what rap is, tryin’ to act like black kids
you at the far side of life so here’s some fat lip
so instead of something new you gave a second hand
you think you’re rippin’ on mics but you rippin’ off your fans
i took your red planet and blew it out the system
say you met god but it sounds like you missed him
so keep flappin’ your wings while i soar under grace
sev statik is the man who’s keepin’ the pace