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Face The Blank Page

by EllMatic

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1.
EllMatic on a quest. Wack MC’s take a rest. Parkcity’s in effect. Enough respect, listen. Drop me on a beat that’s unique. proudly i’m presenting my appearance. Do my part in this awesomeness on the rhythm without cautiousness. Many legends stamped their mark on it. But it doesn’t matter who started it as long as you got the heart for it. Put my bag pack on an make it happen. Cause I ain’t gonna wait for things to come I take my chances. 360 degrees back home like breakdancers, traveling many distances to get the right answers. Become wiser, lifting my mind up. Get rid of my desires and sit here for many hours. Live in the moment, enjoy life until my time’s up and leave the world in peace with many ill records as a reminder.. Whut!
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Verse: Fuck all of them suckers be stabbing and saying “that’s too old school for me”. Running the clock all the way from ten to zero like De Niro while keeping my temper real low. But sometimes it don’t work and than I trip. Dumb prick, knowing nothing about music, I stick and move lit. Who’s this running the clock out with a bunch of new tricks? Suites me good, don’t it? Answer quick when you’re my opponent. Can’t touch me, haven’t you noticed? I’m on the path for the chosen. every step I take is confident, solid when I’m in the moment. Row row row the boat while you’re sinking down the ocean. unable to locate where we drop you to cold like snowflake. Nice going, my devotion to this here is outspoken. I do anything to keep the season open. hunting on those who can’t control their own actions. I rock and ride like biker mice from mars as my profession. always on point and charismatic and I’m raised well in every aspect. Class in session. I get my thoughts to your attention. Hook: Cause all that trash talk got you nothing but luck. It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up. Keep it all up shit that makes you tough. But in the end for you to win will never be enough. All that trash talk got you nothing but luck. It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up. Keep it all up shit that makes you tough. With everything for you to win but it will never be enough. Verse: In the studio I’m good to go, rocking them future flows that’s suitable for many occasions, snatching mic’s for the taking. Amazing we back to basics, classic’s back in the making. Six MC’s and one DJ, killing these main stages. Working nightshifts to become a nightmare to wack MC’s out there. Leave your bags behind and get outta here. We’re pioneers. And you don’t wanna come near these iron bears. Ruling nations like Vladimir on the microphone clear. Yeah we’re in this live arena in cyphers with righteous teachers. Better stick to smoking refer and your skills ain’t lying either. Time for you to get beat up by the posse from the south. Knocking these suckers out. Hey yo, you know what it’s about! Next up to bat, slamming the door behind his back. EllMatic the unexpected, going to back up boom bap. Not related to uncle sam, but still keeping my pockets fat. Keep on pushing it to the max and let the good shit reflect. Hook: All that trash talk got you nothing but luck. It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up. Keep it all up shit that makes you tough. But in the end for you to win will never be enough. All that trash talk got you nothing but luck. It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up. Keep it all up shit that makes you tough. With everything for you to win but it will never be enough. Outro: On with this, born with this.. gift. “Predict what’s coming when I’m on the chrome quick” On with this, born with this. “Doing the impossible while everybody talk shit” On with this, born with this.. gift. “Predict what’s coming when I’m on the chrome quick” On with this, born with this. “Doing the impossible while everybody talk shit”
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Verse: Yaw yaw.. Gather around. Let’s talk about protecting the compound. Nobody’s going in or out. I wanna know what know. Cause I know how this profound thinker showing you how it’s done. These stupid clowns.. I shut ‘em down before they even begun. Stay on the grind within my state of mind I keep on painting portraits. Morning red sky line when it’s time to defend my fortress. Vultures flying over, warning shots is getting fired. Going at it like a riot. Acts of mine you will admire. EllMatic the unexpected keeping heads banging. Verbal attraction. Breaking records with heavy action. Connect a sentence in patterns. Chose the pen as my weapon I’m slamming. Wrestling with syllables to give you an extra visual in dynamics. If rap’s a game, EllMatic got the maddest graphics. Improve my level of skills on how to prevent things from crashing. No one can harm me. Better run I stand tall. And for those who still don’t know, this is your wake up call. Or your downfall, but that’s your own damn fault. If you can’t keep up with this, better call Saul to get out ones and for all. Cause like Juan culpable, always keep it rugged and raw. I take it to a higher platform in my music for sure. And when it’s time to perform I bring a tornado of storm. Role with an eight men army like killer bees on a swarm. ‘Resistance squad’ and we’re believing in keeping the sound warm. That’s what I go for. Keep bashing through your doors until my throat’s sore. Hook: “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Better run yo! “Nowadays shit is different” Shit is different! “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Nowadays.. shit is different! “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Better run yo! “Nowadays shit is different” Shit is different! “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Nowadays.. shit is different! Verse: Who, what, how, when, where do I got my style from? You deserve an explanation and I a freaking medallion. After doing this for fifteen of blood, sweat and tears. I just got in the hall of fame of them parkcity pioneers. Scare them wack MC’s outta here. Listen to your elders advise. Because it’s only right so who are you to question my doubts? My style’s pure and you can weight down every ounce. I got it all locked down with Propo’88 and BlabberMouf. I burst out from every word they serve down, no doubt. I guess they don’t know how fucked up they actually sound. Attention now! I got the latest tricks for you to stick around. If I can do it.. For the movement you will get electrocuted and Executed for using autotune, that’s hella stupid. I can’t understand why people fuck with that, they’re acting foolish. Less than bullshit if you ask me. I got a lot to carry. Rase the bar so you will see its not easy to be a MC. Evidently attending to speak. I rattle unique. approaching the beat of Snead and lead a generation of free minded seeds. So happy I can breath, I’m finally relieved. Won’t hesitate for a second to wreck it and reveal my talent. Got my mind and soul in balance and I’m out for a challenge. Ready to face the blank page, I grab the pen and go at it. Manufacture flows to amaze you with the beauty of rapping. I’m hoping this will be inspiring for them to really write again. Hook: “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Better run yo! “Nowadays shit is different” Shit is different! “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Nowadays.. shit is different! “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Better run yo! “Nowadays shit is different” Shit is different! “No one can harm me son ya better run.” Nowadays.. shit is different!
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Verse: Jump on the rhythm, get your groove in it. Follow me to the moon and return with a universal good feeling. Good good feeling. The vibe’s there for the taking. We’re baking tracks at home and come out creative. Zudo what’s your status? Another beat coming. Make the speakers pumping. Pump it up till I can hear nothing. Keep my ears drumming. I ain’t gone until I finish it. Take a few minutes. I breathe in before I’m making this infinite. Authentic with some true rap skills. EllMatic making this party happen, they go “Ooh, that’s real!” Having universal connection, use the mic as my antenna. Enter your body center now dance to this funkorama. Remember not to forget this. Everybody’s here to witness. Make the world a little better in the name of my existence. It doesn’t matter if the clock keeps ticking. Drop your gard down and listen to this ill composition. Hook: Coming wicked every time when I be on the mic I lay it down tight. Di don switch up the styles ya’ll. “Styles ya’ll!”. Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time and get high. Yeah we keep the party live ya’ll. “Live ya’ll!” Wicked every time when I be on the mic I lay it down tight. We gonna switch up the styles ya’ll. “Styles ya’ll!” Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time and get high. And we keep the party live ya’ll. “Live ya’ll!” Verse: Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time man. Share my point of view as I’m expending my horizon. my spirit is alive and the engine is running fine man. Vibing on the beat and know I gotta keep on, gotta keep on climbing. Wising up and I’m rising. Each step of the ladder gives me the boost to move mountains. Strapped with stacks of raps, I hit them with a thousand rhymes and come correct on a house beat I’m launching. So that the inspiration can grow. I need a pen and a paper to get down with these ill flows. Make it work. That’s all I know. The only way to get far. Stretch and reach further than my arms can reach to the stars, whut whut! Against all odds I’m in the scene of art. Giving all of ya’ll a peek of my thought. From out the heart. And let it speak. No matter what the future will bring. Regardless.. Keep doing the opposite of the obvious. Hook: Coming wicked every time when I be on the mic I lay it down tight. Di don switch up the styles ya’ll. “Styles ya’ll!”. Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time and get high. Yeah we keep the party live ya’ll. “Live ya’ll!” Wicked every time when I be on the mic I lay it down tight. We gonna switch up the styles ya’ll. “Styles ya’ll!” Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time and get high. And we keep the party live ya’ll. “Live ya’ll!” Verse: Ring, ding ding, ding ding, ding ding ding. Don’t forget to put your hands up ones again all friend. Step into the cypher with a lot of passion. Fi many lyrical man; this is a confrontation. Follow me! give me the mic, give me the mic. Pass the mic to the white don. These suckers ain’t prepared for the elimination. Breaking all the rules again, nobody stand a chance. Cause my ragamuffin style must be from the Jamaican rum. People ask me all the time, “hey Ell, yo, where you get it from?” I tell them; “Simply, it don’t matter. As long as we are getting drunk. Dance on the rhythm everyone. Enjoy the cultivation. Get up and get out your comfort zone. Get out your isolation.” Come!! Hook: Coming wicked every time when I be on the mic I lay it down tight. Di don switch up the styles ya’ll. “Styles ya’ll!”. Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time and get high. Yeah we keep the party live ya’ll. “Live ya’ll!” Wicked every time when I be on the mic I lay it down tight. We gonna switch up the styles ya’ll. “Styles ya’ll!” Living up the mind, embrace the value of the time and get high. And we keep the party live ya’ll. “Live ya’ll!”
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All these brainwash activities wont take down my creativity. Working hard like robots and when the lights dim we all going to sleep. But not me! I’m being artistic every night and come to life when I write it down. Through out the television I plug in the mic now. They keep telling lies to the vision like religion. We’re the victim of the system. This wont make any difference. But I make you think about the way of living your life in a prison. We’re in a fishbowl, swimming around in circles. Can’t breathe. Gotta get outta this shit hole and leave. Enjoy my life! Write till I’m free. Join forces together, the dark side will be too weak.
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Verse: My shit’s captivating, just graduated with high grades, it’s fascinating. The way I’m assassinating these imitators. This ain’t no animation. Decapitating heads and celebrate it with a standing ovation, we made it. No debating, I’m inviting the scene. There for the taking. I ti your shoelaces together and throw them on electric cables when it’s raining. Fuck up your day and your crew and your whole organisation for faking. This is my shit. Lyrical knifes to chop with. You can’t top this, wack MC’s I demolish. Like the people with machetes from the island. Putting this on lock all by myself now like a tiran. I love the silence part between the action and the sirenes. After they died now everything is so quite, Yo! A perfectionist with rhymes that kicking ass don. And every next verse gotta be better than the last one. Still… Hook: It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Verse: I’m out for the long run. Grill one for the team and write more than needed. Enter the scene.. Succeeded. So convenient, dropping the ingredient between it. Cooking up the wild flavours begins when Slivo kicks the beat in. Running our region till I’m out of breath. That will be the cause of death. One of those rappers that last forever no matter how old I get. Let my voice be heard (,word!). Check out my latest greatest. Put the speakers on your balcony and share it with your neighbours. Feel the rage. I’m putting on my ruff face. It’s a done case. Like French people do, I beat the bull. Pass every obstacle without a sweat. Suckers can’t comprehend. Represent! Astonishing when it comes to capital punishment. Yes yes ya’ll! Watch me wreck it in a fraction of a second. Impressing. Blessing the lesson I’m sending, dig it. I’m ghost after a minute. Killed it, off the limit. Letting you go for this time but next time you’re finished. Hook: It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Verse Ntan: Better take that shit home. The wack shit you promote. Like Fiasco see I kick pushing coast. With that intellect. Watch me pop flip the deck. Take it back to hopping benches. I break beats relentless. Cause ill breaks got me kicking up dust. This ain’t a freestyle battle. Still not giving a “what!”. Still on these HN blocks where many get caught slipping. More terror for the era way before I slip the clip in. Stickup kids is scheming. Cause dumb fucks is stacking. Pigs investigate. See these young guns is packing. Live ammo. The kind you write your name with. So left a mark in the dark to get out the game quick. I pack a point thirty-two. About to handle this bitch. Out to wreck a mic session, I murder that shit. (word up!) I murder that shit. Out to wreck a mic session. I murder dem! Hook: It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all.
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Verse: The fat flavour, the trouble maker, the annihilator. On a mission from god like John Frazier. Darth Vader with a micsaber. Invincible. To get your shitty ass out here, for real, you need a miracle. I Came to rock that raw shit, I got for you in storage. Ain't nobody can avoid it, unless you can afford it. Call me, I get you on the guest list for free. Although I do care if they’re going to take it off my own fee. Well never mind yo, have fun checking my rhyme flow. And ain’t ever gonna stop unless it’s 5.0. Everyone now rase your hands up if you think that I’m dope. Prove it well and go for gold. Ask anybody I know. Hook: Spit rhymes to get mine. I think it’s time that I reveal my love for this life. Inside I get wise, let the ink dry. Bless rhymes with ill guys after midnight. Verse: My heart rade’s pumping fast when I’m recording and get on it with more exited flicks to come forth with from every corner. Flow like water, whatever you order. I got it. No doubt about it. Approaching the beat in many forms, out of emotional brainstorms. Needed something to aim on to keep me of the streets and pull it off like Eastwood in a western story. So I start with writing pages full to test my poetry and now I kill the mic on stage with Blab like it suppose to be. People tell me; “with this music you don’t get that far.” I ask them with a grim; “what about South America?” Been there. But I haven’t done the half of it yet.. I wanna get more shows and whatever comes after that. Hook: Spit rhymes to get mine. I think it’s time that I reveal my love for this life. Inside I get wise, let the ink dry. Bless rhymes with ill guys after midnight. Spit rhymes to get mine. I think it’s time that I reveal my love for this life. Inside I get wise, let the ink dry. Bless rhymes with ill guys after midnight. Verse: Check it, I came to wreck it. Let’s take control of the situation. Tear the roof up, leave ‘em with a brain damage. Evacuate the masses with the sound of 96. It’s my old habit to let it out. (Stress?) I just can’t stand it! So when everybody’s gone, turn the lights back on. Cause the cypher never stop until the break of dawn and if you’re really asking for it, I’ll make sure you’ll gonna get it. (Why?) I got nothing to lose, I’m giving it all to earn my credit. With everlasting tactics like the long hair bastard. Now give me a minute I’m bringing that lyrical shit you can’t imagine. Follow my lesson with my passion for the boom bap in the session. No question. Keep dropping on them suckers without exceptions. Whut! Every action has a reaction. So if you wanna make impression, stop overdoing it.. god damn! Let’s just pretend it never happend. Give me the mic I count till ten. But if you do that shit again I’m gonna show you who’s the man. Hook: Spit rhymes to get mine. I think it’s time that I reveal my love for this life. Inside I get wise, let the ink dry. Bless rhymes with ill guys after midnight. Spit rhymes to get mine. I think it’s time that I reveal my love for this life. Inside I get wise, let the ink dry. Bless rhymes with ill guys after midnight.
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Intro: Fix it up, doing what I must to heal the crust. (All of them eyes..) doing what I must to heal the crust. Fix it up, doing what I must.. (All of them eyes..) Verse: I’m kicking enough raps for a while now. Busy getting it off my chest. Open the door kid, where are your manners at? I ain’t running for no foolishness so please don’t waste my time, get in line, any sucker that’s new to this. Nice with the mic devise. People acting surprised when I’m laying down the art form. Spreading my knowledge over the righteous when I speak wisely. Living to freak rhymes, live indeed, with a whole force behind me. The insane prodigy’s are bound to flip it on the beat with Truffel on the mpc, I’m making music for my peeps and everybody.. Having a good time tonight. Live in effect. Grooving on the vibe that’s right. You’re feeling it’s been a long time sinds it left you. Now I’m in the booth for you whenever you’re in the mood to listen to. Feeling it tingeling in your body groove and there is one more thing I gotta do before I’m kicking off my shoes. Hook: “Go one, fix it up”. Doing what I must to heal the crust. Still making music for the people to get in touch but, how can I reach ‘em when they’re all in a rush. Adjust some more ill stuff to hype ‘em up. Adjust some more ill stuff to hype ‘em up. Adjust some more ill stuff to hype ‘em up. Carry on traditions with a rhyme I gotta bust. Adjust, some more hype stuff to wise ‘em up. Verse: It’s the psycho, genius. Ripping beats to pieces. Decent on many features in all regions I cost seizures. to them disbelievers who quit breathing. Damn creatures who think they’re competing need a beating. Giving them that raw feeling as I enter the building. You’re forced to quit it. Before your gig’s finished, you’re story ended. In full moonlight. Kind of like a Wolverine type of dude hidden in the shadow, waiting to strike from different angles. Coming up ruff when I’m stepping in. Yes the most talented. EllMatic in the front line with enough rhymes to travel with. Putting up a show in every state, for culture’s sake. It’s unanimous. Living up my name and aim accurate. Whut! They’re scared shitless. I drop a storm upon them with lyrical warfare. Annoying like raindrops on your forehead. Torture till they’re all dead in the trunk. Whaddup. Look what I’ve become. A dude that do give a fuck. Hook: “Go one, fix it up”. Doing what I must to heal the crust. Still making music for the people to get in touch but, how can I reach ‘em when they’re all in a rush. Adjust some more ill stuff to hype ‘em up. Adjust some more ill stuff to hype ‘em up. Adjust some more ill stuff to hype ‘em up. Carry on traditions with a rhyme I gotta bust. Adjust, some more hype stuff to wise ‘em up. Outro: Many eyes looking one way. My vision’s up to flush them fake down down the drain. Pinch my skin to see if I’m wide awake. One day this culture will rise again. All of them eyes looking one way. My vision’s up to flush them fake down down the drain. Pinch my skin to see if I’m wide awake. One day this culture will rise again. They listen to the same, it doesn’t make no sense. These days all of them eyes looking one way. No matter what you stand for, we gonna win and all of them eyes will be looking one way, one way.
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Verse: Changing the scene drastically. From overseas we’re automatically taking the energy back to the factory. Consistently I’m working myself up to victory. Vigorously done did it with lyrical artillery. Pure quality, we put the heart in it. Get raw with it. We’re authentic while you’re only bullshitting the garbage. Check the Resistance cypher trilogy, you lost it. We don’t spit, instead we vomit all over your carpet. And even if you’re gifted with your lyrics it won’t be enough for me. I make it hard for them to breathe eventually. Them bloody hearts stop beating when I beat ‘em flawlessly. You’re stumbling, mumbling, rappers ain’t no match for my steez, capiche? My eyes are focust. Red from the explosives. I can hardly peek them open but I keep the party going. See, nobody’s stopping me from what I’m doing with the movement. So this is the time until we meet again at a reunion. Hook: What we’re doing now? Spitting rhymes. We run right trough them. We do what we do. When we do it, we move like a unit. Crazy styles is what we bring and put the heart it it, true! Ain’t it amazing what a mic, beat and a pen can do! Cause when it comes to skills we run right trough them. We do what we do. When we do it, we move like a unit. Crazy styles is what we bring and put the heart it it, true! Ain’t it amazing what some paper, plus a pen and a tongue can do. Verse: BlabberMouf: Wassup now partner? Back up because I got to spit shits that hotter then the sahara with lyrics thats harder. Fuck off and get a map you know what corner we at. Parkcity di original don dada. You never thought we would’ve made it this far. Well fuck y’all! Just cause im living hip hop doesn’t mean that I don’t work hard The stereotypical shit ya used will be gone. When I lay down a little something you don’t have appropriate word for. Im dope ill skilled funky fresh and so on make all the pretty woman take off they panties when I perform haaa! Oh didn’t yes I did multiple times Told you on the first album that I be out to get mine. They say; “ya sound like this trying to bring the nineties back.” Well first of we make the music we love and our level of skills is crazy fat. Ya doubt that. Than you got doodoo in ya ears for sure I eat alphabet soup and shit out better arguments than yours so what we doing now! Hook: Spitting rhymes. We run right trough them. We do what we do. When we do it, we move like a unit. Crazy styles is what we bring and put the heart it it, true! Ain’t it amazing what a mic, beat and a pen can do! Cause when it comes to skills we run right trough them. We do what we do. When we do it, we move like a unit. Crazy styles is what we bring and put the heart it it, true! Ain’t it amazing what some paper, plus a pen and a tongue can do. Verse: Give me a funk tune and I’m rocking it. Non stopping Hip- Hopping. Old school shit like popping and locking. Fuck all the nonsense. Bet ya, I’m the new product. Kicking a whole lot of.. Not just because I want to but also because I gotta make ‘em shut up. Understand how this is gonna turn out ones again. Buckle up yes. EllMatic coming up next. Fresh out of the surface. A MC with big cojones. Taking over the session with an overdose of explosions. And I won’t go home till everybody noticed. I’m on the road out of my comfort zone, messing with your emotions. Leave the mic alone cause I’m the only one that can controle it. Everywhere I roll I make a stop to test all the opponents. And get it over with. Quick! So sick! Spit in your face like you’re getting sprayed with mace under a drumloop with a fat bass. Can’t avoid your death way in this ring of fire and then Blabber’s not around than I’m the one killing the cypher. “What? Can’t say that because it’s too polite for Hip Hop or some? Man fuck that. He my man yo.. Run that shit!!” Hook: So what we’re doing now? Spitting rhymes. We run right trough them. We do what we do. When we do it, we move like a unit. Crazy styles is what we bring and put the heart it it, true! Ain’t it amazing what a mic, beat and a pen can do! Cause when it comes to skills we run right trough them. We do what we do. When we do it, we move like a unit. Crazy styles is what we bring and put the heart it it, true! Ain’t it amazing what some paper, plus a pen and a tongue can do.
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Intro: Yeah, the Resistance running it. Yaw yaw.. The Resistance running it. Say what? The Resistance running it. Blaze it up! The Resistance running it. Yo; ain’t no turning back and so I said it. Gotta do it myself cause others won’t make it happen. Roll that shit, light that shit. Smoke it. Roll that, light that.. yo! Verse: My state of mind's in paradise. Blaze trees like in the afterlife. I found my match we smoking till our eyes look satisfied. Ow shit, before the shop's closing, get a big bag 'o buddha bigger than obese exploding on fastfood. So high like panda's be shewing on bamboo. My attitude is damn rude. Cause really i don't care what everybody else is thinking. Get lifted in a minute.. Spaced out, no matter what you say i will forget it. Pass the Dutchie my friend. Damn.. you're hugging the whole spliff! Remind you to take two puffs in these days of crisis. Kick up the dust. My nationality is Dutch. Spit saliva in the cypher like a wall gets airbrushed. Fi di culture i share my part. Jah Jah sé; “light a blunt before the end of the day, ey!” Start Listening to this, the rest is bullshit. We drown your whole fucking battleship and represent the movement. Hook: Gotta hit something to show me the way. Blaze another ounce to get back in the game. So get your bag and roll up whenever you’re feeling great. Haven’t been this high since back in the days. Gotta hit something to show me the way. Blaze another ounce to get back in the game. So get your bag and roll up whenever you’re feeling great. Haven’t been this high since back in the days. Verse: Closing the bone, chilling in my comfort zone. Sparking up my lucky strike and get high for the night. Cause after a hard day of struggling working to pay the rent I deserve to get something in return so I call up the ganja man. To get me numb again. Yo ain’t got no plans so fuck it. Pick up another rolling paper and I drug it. Enjoy the function while producing rhymes by the dozen. Guess i come up with the illest lyrics only when i'm blunted. For the record, EllMatic's in ya area so check it. Smell the funk yo, with a cloud around my body like a wild skunk. Not ya average i don't care what anybody else think. 24/7 my mind is at buddha heaven. Where the grass in green im feeling it. Give me piff. Stick and move like Mayweather I hit it quick. Sometimes i'm wondering, thinking one day i will quit, but for now i'm gonna lit up and drop some more shit, like this! Hook: Gotta hit something to show me the way. Blaze another ounce to get back in the game. So get your bag and roll up whenever you’re feeling great. Haven’t been this high since back in the days. Gotta hit something to show me the way. Blaze another ounce to get back in the game. So get your bag and roll up whenever you’re feeling great. Haven’t been this high since back in the days. Outro: Gotta hit something. Blaze another ounce. Get your bag and roll up. Haven’t been this high. Gotta hit something. Blaze another ounce. Get your bag and roll up. Haven’t been this high.
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Promise 03:22
Verse: There where so many things I had to struggle with in life, I lost count. Like many others, I went to my forth fathers. And asked them for direction. Guidance and protection. They replied I had to face the consequences. Life’s a gift. Don’t abuse it but use it to uplift. Revealed the god with the gift. Large within. Even feel stronger than them. My vision is making music for living. All I have to do is keep my head above the water so I don’t sink. Never stop doing with what I love to do most. Or run away from my dream, even when my pockets are broke. The only thing that matters to me is having fun on the road and have a roof above my head when I’m finally coming home. Filled up with inspiration. Kept feeding my motivation. Make a statement to all the non-believers, thought they could beat us. We were underrated. Now we’re dominating the scene we’re in. Believe it. Wouldn’t make a promise if I couldn’t keep it. Hook: Make a promise, I stick to my word up and live by it. Promise, stick to my word up and live by it. Hate it when they pledge some and do nothing about it. So when I make a promise I make sure I live by it. Promise. Stick to my word up and live by it. Promise, stick to my word up and live by it. Hate it when they pledge some and do nothing about it. So when I make a promise I make sure… Verse: Behind the backroom door i put my best foot forth. Build a booth to record my dopest repertoire so far. Mister know it all, you don't know shit. These are my latest greatest. No one can stand up to my stage of greatness. Patience a must. A little more waiting before my album drops. Still creating this raw sound thats yet to pop. Hitting them with the boom EllMatic soon in every recordshop. I serve it only when its fresh and not to leave it there to rot. I got the capacity to make your head knot like Bam Bam from Bedrock crushing sculls with a fat knot. Document my styles in the cipher collecting mad props. Bring it. Back to the stone age like when Astro still had dreadlocks. Painting picture perfect like my grand-pops till the last drop. When I die I'll leave nothing but tracks behind like Sasquatch. And so i'll make sure, everything will remain raw. That's a promise, stick to my word up and live by it. Hook: Promise. Stick to my word up and live by it. Promise, stick to my word up and live by it. Hate it when they pledge some and do nothing about it. So when I make a promise I make sure I live by it. Promise. Stick to my word up and live by it. Promise, stick to my word up and live by it. Hate it when they pledge some and do nothing about it. So when I make a promise I make sure I live by it.
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Hook: I’m the bomb dig it. In my opinion beyond limits. Crazy bars spitting. Live and uncut now is ya’ll with it? Rip it authentic. Shoot it of the charts like automatics and I won’t change up cause I’m not schizophrenic. I’m the bomb dig it. In my opinion beyond limits. Crazy bars spitting. Live and uncut now is ya’ll with it? Rip it authentic. Shoot it of the charts like automatics and I won’t change up cause I’m not schizophrenic. Verse: Passionate about this rapping shit. My style’s my evidence. Carry a bag of roots from rappers who already mastered it. I followed them. Listened close. Made the art my own. Ready to explode. My soul’s taking over. I’m pro-damaging. Modern warfare with nuclear weapons. Vanish your whole area in a finger snap of a second. Blow your shit up with a spliff and get drunk like the Licks. Make room for the crew with the beats that thump this. Keep it hardcore cause that’s what I would die for. Too much emotional stuff is bad for my life-force. So I grab my pen and I make sure you will recognise. The sound of the underground’s helping me to identify, myself in desperate times. Put it into perspective. Optimistic. Thinking solution wise. Positive actions cause satisfaction. Get a grip! Unless you manage to kill me I’m impossible to quit. Hook: I’m the bomb dig it. In my opinion beyond limits. Crazy bars spitting. Live and uncut now is ya’ll with it? Rip it authentic. Shoot it of the charts like automatics and I won’t change up cause I’m not schizophrenic. I’m the bomb dig it. In my opinion beyond limits. Crazy bars spitting. Live and uncut now is ya’ll with it? Rip it authentic. Shoot it of the charts like automatics and I won’t change up cause I’m not schizophrenic. Verse: Patient as I’m blazing. When I’m wasted the spliff goes in rotation. Get creative. Inspired by mothers creation. Cypher’s in the making. Elevating my mind, body and soul out in a world of frustration. Reached a point in my life where I no longer exist. It’s gift I gotta give and let live. His eyes fading away so I feel rich. Trained to find a higher state. Like Buddha, searching ever since. The perfectionist. The bomb activist. Not even the Hurt Locker can deactivate this. Listen: My consciousness was disturbed but now my eyes are open wide. Exploding with the mic I’m holding and put the bullshit aside. Thie culture keeps me going. I’m growing. It’s on. But right before you know it, it’s going… It’s gone. So I live up to the moment and enjoy every minute. We only have one life to live so lets live it. Hook: I’m the bomb dig it. In my opinion beyond limits. Crazy bars spitting. Live and uncut now is ya’ll with it? Rip it authentic. Shoot it of the charts like automatics and I won’t change up cause I’m not schizophrenic. I’m the bomb dig it. In my opinion beyond limits. Crazy bars spitting. Live and uncut now is ya’ll with it? Rip it authentic. Shoot it of the charts like automatics and I won’t change up cause I’m not schizophrenic. Outro: (Freestyle)
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Verse: EllMatic across atlas to show and prove the masses. Don’t care where I sleep, I brought my matras. Don’t know where I’m heading but every now and than I get caught in the these cyphers and begin. That’s how I got my first props in the first place. Blessed it on a Thursday. Crazy with the wordplay. This is my earth my turf when I’m serving this on the regular faces burning. Throw some knowledge in it so they’re actually learning. I’m on a mission like a blues brother. I count for a hundred so you outnumbered. You get schooled brother. Pick it up where they left of. The words are there, I feel responsible to keep you all in check what! Reminiscing of that old school, rocking it. Inspired you gotta get. I’m spitting exotic lyrics. Burn dem and call the fireman, sign up for your retirement. In a next life you can try again. Hook: EllMatic. BlabberMouf. Check check one two yo. We get it done yo here we come the ill dynamic duo. Truly on the mic we do our duty so bust this. Hit em like pom pom now ya whole click malfunction. Who done it? its us like check check one two yo! We get it down yo here we come the ill dynamic duo. Truly on the mic we do our duty so bust this Hit em like pom pom! Now ya whole click malfunction. Verse: BlabberMouf: Zibidibang bang im coming for it running for it quick. My shits legit so gimme mines because I work hard for it. Bangin the funk like ganja plants ready for harvesting. So bring the hardest click and we use em for target practicing. Lyrical rocket launcher I can’t miss. I’m blabber man the balanda and im ragamuffin! Bustin the ill production. Immaculate flow and lyricism seems that rappers turned to a bunch of faggot bitches they siccorin. While I rocks em skills shocks em. And I use the paper for the blunt so I don’t stop winning when im hip hoppin got em locked it. To the rhyme like im releasing hypnotic toxins. Shogun crew on the move these rap buddahz be verbal boxing. Peace to my raw core ninjas sigue siendo crudo. Travel the globe spit raps puff buddha thats the shit we do yo, Spread love through my music battle any challenger. EllMatic and BlabberMouf hip hop ambassadors. Hook: EllMatic. BlabberMouf. Check check one two yo. We get it done yo here we come the ill dynamic duo. Truly on the mic we do our duty so bust this. Hit em like pom pom now ya whole click malfunction. Who done it? its us like check check one two yo! We get it down yo here we come the ill dynamic duo. Truly on the mic we do our duty so bust this Hit em like pom pom! Now ya whole click malfunction.
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Ride along 04:53
Verse: Capture the moment and I’m back in the zone. Down to write some miraculous notes. I manufacture those. Like Casper I’m ghost. And that’s how it goes. After setting the tone I’m glad to go home and come up with serious flows. I bet ya they’re dope. So, let it be known. I make it memorable. When my head is full I let it run. It’s only natural. As usual I’m quite productive. Let the drummer keep drumming. Take the pen out of my luggage and write something out of nothing. Keep humming on until the right words come up. Stunning every time I pull it off another verse on lock. I’m proud of what I do and you know what? I won’t stop. Cause the figments in my head are bound to get dropped. I told you. I stand my ground for this culture like a soldier. Operate my call like I suppose to. Nice to know you. Reaching out to anyone to get closer. So when I’m older, no regrets when I look over my shoulder. Here’s a piece of mine. Recognise. Mind exercise. Mamma’s pride. Wise, when the microphone cries. Let me rock on the mic and let the reefer unite. Cause this is something you don’t get to see every night. I’m going to give it that extra spark, all for the lost art. It’s strictly from the heart. I’m working hard to heal that what’s been ripped apart. Yo this is timeless. Pick up my rhyme script. Lay it down on paper cause moments like this are priceless. Hook: Ride along. When the sun goes down we drive on till the morning come. The horizon’s waiting for us. You can hear it calling on. Where you are? Take it down slow when I’m on the road and write a song that can only make me stronger. Ride along. When the sun goes down we drive on till the morning come. The horizon’s waiting for us. You can hear it calling on. Where you are? Take it down slow when I’m on the road and write a song that can only make me stronger. Verse: When I grew up I had more time for regular stuff. Acting fully like a boy did as a twelve year old rookie. I searched for my identity and what I found.. My little brother drumming on a joint of James Brown. Felled I was gonna burst. Well, not in those words. But I really thought it was the fattest shit i’ve ever heard. Went back into my room and felt I had something to do myself. Suddenly I heard a sound and I could tell it came from some place else. “Who there?” My big brother asked. While he’s turning down the music and writing his spliff fast. I said; “yo, my bad. But I just came to check it out.” He said; “yo, close the door and I’ll show you what it’s about. He amazed me with some Wu-Tang hits and some Bootcamp Click. Some Organized Konfusion, movies and raw kung-fu flicks. A guy in glitter moving backwards, breaking moon tricks and than some rappers live on stage be saying “do that shit!” Clench my fist into a rock and said; “let’s go to the stars”. I had to know what it was like to write on for sixteen bars. So I went up to the attic and took out my two cassette decks. Played a beat on one tape, the other to wreck a fat track. That shit was kind of wack. Back then I thought it was the bomb. I used to go outside and play the track for cats who got it all wrong. Create a lot of fun today. I had a good run. But now I hitchhike till dawn. Stay patient and keep kalm. Hook: Ride along. When the sun goes down we drive on till the morning come. The horizon’s waiting for us. You can hear it calling on. Where you are? Take it down slow when I’m on the road and write a song that can only make me stronger. Ride along. When the sun goes down we drive on till the morning come. The horizon’s waiting for us. You can hear it calling on. Where you are? Take it down slow when I’m on the road and write a song that can only make me stronger.
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Verse: My shit’s captivating, just graduated with high grades, it’s fascinating. The way I’m assassinating these imitators. This ain’t no animation. Decapitating heads and celebrate it with a standing ovation, we made it. No debating, I’m inviting the scene. There for the taking. I ti your shoelaces together and throw them on electric cables when it’s raining. Fuck up your day and your crew and your whole organisation for faking. This is my shit. Lyrical knifes to chop with. You can’t top this, wack MC’s I demolish. Like the people with machetes from the island. Putting this on lock all by myself now like a tiran. I love the silence part between the action and the sirenes. After they died now everything is so quite, Yo! A perfectionist with rhymes that kicking ass don. And every next verse gotta be better than the last one. Still… Hook: It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Verse: I’m out for the long run. Grill one for the team and write more than needed. Enter the scene.. Succeeded. So convenient, dropping the ingredient between it. Cooking up the wild flavours begins when Slivo kicks the beat in. Running our region till I’m out of breath. That will be the cause of death. One of those rappers that last forever no matter how old I get. Let my voice be heard (,word!). Check out my latest greatest. Put the speakers on your balcony and share it with your neighbours. Feel the rage. I’m putting on my ruff face. It’s a done case. Like French people do, I beat the bull. Pass every obstacle without a sweat. Suckers can’t comprehend. Represent! Astonishing when it comes to capital punishment. Yes yes ya’ll! Watch me wreck it in a fraction of a second. Impressing. Blessing the lesson I’m sending, dig it. I’m ghost after a minute. Killed it, off the limit. Letting you go for this time but next time you’re finished. Hook: It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Verse Ntan: Better take that shit home. The wack shit you promote. Like Fiasco see I kick pushing coast. With that intellect. Watch me pop flip the deck. Take it back to hopping benches. I break beats relentless. Cause ill breaks got me kicking up dust. This ain’t a freestyle battle. Still not giving a “what!”. Still on these HN blocks where many get caught slipping. More terror for the era way before I slip the clip in. Stickup kids is scheming. Cause dumb fucks is stacking. Pigs investigate. See these young guns is packing. Live ammo. The kind you write your name with. So left a mark in the dark to get out the game quick. I pack a point thirty-two. About to handle this bitch. Out to wreck a mic session, I murder that shit. (word up!) I murder that shit. Out to wreck a mic session. I murder dem! Hook: It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all.

credits

released October 7, 2017

01. Face the Blank Page - intro: Produced by Sneadr
02. Enough: Produced by Mad
03. No One Can Harm Me: Produced by Sneadr
04. Wicked Every Time: Produced by Zudo, Scratches by vieze Vingerz
05. Face the Blank Page - skit: with AstroNout
06. That's All: Produced by Ntan
07. After Midnight: Produced by SQB, Scratches by DJ Pologro
08. Do What I Must: Produced by Truffel Phunky Phaqir
09. When It Comes To Skills: Produced by Matis CentrumStrona, Scratches by Propo'88
10. The Men With The Strange Kung fu: Produced by Kick Back
11. Promise: Produced by Propo'88
12. Schizophrenic Produced by Zudo
13. Malfunction: Produced by SQB, Scratches by DJ Pologro
14. Ride Along: Produced by SQB
15. That's All (Remix): Produced by Ntan

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