lirik lagu cubist dance crew - bloody paws
[verse 1]
we gon’ need to see a sorcerer for this one
meaty paws, blue bloods ‘neath the surface when we stomp
pay the bouncers off, or we throw ’em in the swamp
now we’re puffin’ on cigars like the rats in goodfellas
son, i smell a rat, call it a spade, what’s in the card?
movin’ on the same field, we gotta have a call
that’s another red flag, now we need a h~rn of gore
we just scored in the one percent of sons who left the ground
we madе millions from a sound, put a pound on the map
paid the tax and the tariffs, so now i’m in dеmand
come and follow on my path, i’ll make you fangs from a fang
make a wand from a wand, it’s a long~lost art
the war for the arts, we know it
the same spirit of an artist with war in their heart
and i can tell by your arc you can’t ride a tide
so the only path for you is a ride to die
and i ride on my own, i reside in the sky
when i die, burn my body, tell ’em i had a time
what you are is a voice and a spirit, not a mind
if your mind made the money, how could your mind die?
well, it’s just a vessel, how can you be one of them
if they don’t know the vessel you will soon reside in?
if they do, they’ll possess it and use you to make ends
so your job is to recognize, cut off and prevent
[chorus]
meaty paws, blue bloods ‘neath the surface when we stomp
pay the bouncers off, or we throw ’em in the swamp
now we’re puffin’ on cigars like the rats in goodfellas
son, i smell a rat, call it a spade, what’s in the card?
movin’ on the same field, we gotta have a call
that’s another red flag, now we need a h~rn of gore
we just scored in the one percent of sons who left the ground
we made millions from a sound, put a pound on the map
paid the tax and the tariffs, so now i’m in demand
come and follow on my
i’ll make you fangs from a fang
[verse 2]
black jelly beans, thinkin’ bout my notepad
and wrote that my thoughts have brought the art back
marinated raps i stored in a jar, scr~p the hard facts
and while you get down with the rhythm, know i break necks
take steps, no matter how much you break sweats
hittin’ you like the liquor that make you taste death
sharp bars leave you bruised and left with nicks
but it’s not my fault, it’s the way i wrote the script
i wrote the matrix with tricks that’ll make you take trips
but you gotta take sips to open up your eyelids
i’m like a scientist, so let me give you my hypothesis:
your hypothesis ain’t worth more than your postulates
a bit of extra credit so i added all the predicates
add some melody, next is the elegance
the music be like i’m whippin’ on a lambo
but with no designer clothes, only camo
with a stick in my hand like i’m rambo
paint the picture like picasso
this art’ll leave you feelin’ a certain way like an aphrodisiac
not drugs, this is the real narcotic rap
it’s the energy that comes through your ears
it flows through your bloodstream, giving you your next hit
and while you still try to digest it, here’s another one for your senses
[refrain]
i gotta spit another one before the beat stops
cause it can’t stop like the music at the sock hops
just get down, with my melody and rhythm
let the harmony and rhyme work the prism
[outro]
just get down, with my melody and rhythm
let the harmony and rhyme work the prism
just get down, with my melody and rhythm
let the harmony and rhyme work the prism
just get down, with my melody and rhythm
let the harmony and rhyme work the prism
just get down, with my melody and rhythm
let the harmony and rhyme work the prism
just get down, with my melody and rhythm
let the harmony and rhyme work the prism
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