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Hardcore

from Small Axe by Verbal Terrorists

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lyrics

Chorus
Hardcore the way we step to the microphone
Speak on a beat by Blazey and we rep with the hypest tone
The mic gets owned by my control grip that shit with tightest hold
Inside of the livest zones we rhyme till the night gets old
(x2)

Verse 1
Throw a sedative pebble ya stoned inevitable
Ever wrecked but never caring at all usually very
lairy after voddy and red-bull
Send an emcee to beddy like a rock to the temple
I’m central, in terms of talent I’m the core of it
Many emcees wanna test but mate they havn’t got a fourth of it
A fraction of the wit a possess I’m back to spit on the best
I’m making ravers wanna kick with their legs
And djs wanna mix on the decks
I’m bringing it wicked when I spit with the freshness
Mate I’m sick with the lexis
Heavy like the base on this tune is
When Freddy is ready to rhyme the crowd raves and then moves him
Moving up like a train to Aberdeen
‘Cos I be crossing “tracks” from the dub to the gabba scene
Haven’t been mean since the New Monkey still love the sound bounce to the drum beats
Still taking e’s still smoking on trees still mashed on the dance-floor pleading for beats

Chorus

Verse 2
Gotta Lethal Theory to get the heads nodding
Blazetron sprays bass on the decks rockin’
Next stop is a wasted Matrix
Rhyme real like Neophyte the agents
Until the people are sick of me
I be killing critics with my Evil Activities
Keep on consistently smashing the radgest spits
Hammer kids beating ‘em down with an Anger Fist
I’m a kid who’ll gather his gang and jump ya style
Raw flows kick ya legs up toe-punt ya style
This raw bredda talks better the true remedy
For Nu Energy is more fellas…
Of the little variety never ripping it quietly
I’m the type to spit on rhythms of fire, G
HOT like infernos I burn flows
Lost Souls get locked in a firm hold (firm hold)
Low and behold I’ll proper harm you
But it won’t reflect on me like Nosferatu
Start the night out with the hardest jumpstyle kick
Art of Fighters and some Stunned Guys shit
Yo and Blazey’s spinning quickly
beats like pizza are blatantly Thin and Crispy
And if you don’t sleep you get my fucking respect
“Cos sleep is the cousin of death”

Chorus

credits

from Small Axe, released August 9, 2008
Lyrics: Drop Dead Fred
Production: Mr. Blazey

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Verbal Terrorists are a politically motivated hip hop group from Newcastle, UK. We are independent activists who seek to challenge the hegemonic culture and ideology through music and direct action!

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