Verse One
A prudent rudimentary sleuth askew to burnin mics in these booths
I'm bringin the proof and I'm raisin the roof, I had'a
Take a sabbatical from rap but I'm back
I'm standin to ya left and causin ya stress like heart attacks
I parted wax in crates, never hesitate hold back
To kick these tracks this way, make opposition decay
Your coppin hits from the fray, I spit mine out to the crowd
Cynically raisin a brow, clinically layin you out
With the epitome of rhyme there's no stoppin me now
Crush toys like imaginary friends on therapist lounges
With sounds that surround ya, layin pressure to make ya panic
And force the need for hyperbaric, the bends dramatic
You stand there static in rap battles a choke hazard
You either got the will to win or ya don't have it
Without status, no verbal combatant
Just sit the fuck down and let this rattlesnake at it
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Verse Two
Now as I do it, ya rhyme left in ruin
No time left for you, and I spit like I was spewin
So I clean cut this negative, inject the venom with intent to send'em
My sound spiked adrenaline
A war of minds, these battle rhymes like sands of time
Intrinsic with the banter of shallow minds, that's where I draw the line
Wipe the slag from the mic before I cap this
Crushin like nuts caught in a vice and crimes of passion
I'm lashin out at crews and factions frontin clout
And out to see who's shallow mind echos the loudest mouth
This war of attrition is liftin inhibition, I'm honin these pigeons like a fucken bloodhound on a mission
No pausin for intermission, remittance is what I'm missin
Can't shake hands with a fist, so this flow is what I'm dishin
And if ya missed it, I'll pen ya down on this hit list
Cuz this is Burn City represent
Come witness the fitness
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credits
from System Architect,
track released October 24, 2014
Written by Entropy
Produced by Entropy
Cuts by DJ Rellik
A deeply moving hip-hop epic structured around voice recordings from the Aussie rapper's family, friends, and therapist. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 1, 2023
