Small Town Crew - Verbal Warfare lyrics

"I'm sick of these pop chorus's man, this bullsh** where these pop artist's try to be hip hop, let's do it straight up for once" - L [Verse: L] My soul is like a verbal automatic My wordplay's are the tactics, they say "Bravo!" on the static My mindset implies that im a warfare fanatic, with practice Displaying the messages revealing how life is tragic' My veins run on relaxing and spittin' - My cardiovascular is action for hitting The subject unload the chemicals through my breath, till i'm trippin On anger yet I resolve it with peace, when im in the lab I solve it with ease My brainum's my engine, protected with titanium My regrets are my dents, but I go through debt's replacin' them Cause life is like my lungs, it's always blazed with sin; and days within You aim hitting the pain within and pray within' just say within' Hail Mary we need a change on this earth, men through shame and they' hurt Pregnant teen's awarded fame for their birth, but we came for the church We need protection for what is inside of me - through my reflection I die to be My Father, my idol see; because in him I can k** my rivalry's I would do anything, change my fame; aim for true presence, to see you alive and be Present; be a gift, but it's just a wish when I spit My wit unloads quick like my metaphorical ink; spilling on the page Empying my wick; lighting my rage till Im dying - lying and sick In the bag of magic I dip- my hand and make three wishes Which is to pain three scriptures, stories that i'd like to picture Memories in my mind', enimies gliding by They envy me cause Im still growing from how he died And showing how pain inside could revive into love And decide to play honor as he watches from above In heaven, dad I have been learning my lesson My blood connection flows peace, call the Priest - its confession I pray through my music, I hope you hear my blessing's How I evolved from depressed to controlling my aggression And I hope that you know my voice is aiming at you, Father Prayers pa**ed you, metaphorically blast you with my past too You are my influence, just check' out my tatto's My lyrics are like a confused teen on the street's Hoping to learn, nothing to earn; nothing to eat Not support, no family; walking without shoes on his feet So tell me how the chosen one's can't feel defeat By can't my life be like my brother, gain knowledge through nothing My life will be a shoulder, through warm and cold; always loving Protecting my country, serving my city and people Deleting the pity and evil, hoping to acheive feeble - Integrity, never stop thinking and gain power Unlike those fame cowards who trade themselves for fake powers The air quaked through the earth as the plane shaked through the towers Who was off site for an hour? Who pa**ed the meteor shower? My life is like a soldier, it's my calling forever Poetry's clever, but I can't stop hoping for better Its always changing like weather, Im escaping these devils Who pursue endevers, like severing souls into letters Reflectin' bold through your section, steal your whole and detectin' If you know than you are selected, call it bull but I am protected By my very spirit, white as a ghost; so imaginary lyrics Is masked by fate' and-is painted on a statue - flow experience Carvs my music to the bone, owning in inferior - Tracks forming a stack of amazing style, check my appearance But it's not about me its about people brainless, painless to the change of the souless Deranged in their coldness, my aim is at forces And if I get it I won't regret it, when its gone Ill accept it Through the holes of my empty clip spreads respect in it' So if you want a poet flow hoping for more magic, I got the best-trick Through the mind my thoughts exit through the ink, thats how I rep-with My own self carved in this page, through the dark and the grave, Im set with How Ill resserect it, Logan van Liempt - b**h .