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acertory - derailed lyrics

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[intro + acertory]
r.u.e
let’s go
derailed
this my walkout music!
you get me

[verse 1 + acertory]
i’m inspired by , and the masters of shaolin
a o.g lyricist

and me i learn from them all
to write my sins
master it like john sims
laser beam k!ller
cos my bars so old school
my rhymes just ricochet
so don’t play
or you’ll end up running down the days
then i mask up like castro on all hallows
just to preserve the cash flow like a pirate does to gaming history
lyrically i carry the torch of technique
instinctively i rhyme deeply street disciple
like nasir jones in 94, g
are you following
i know my history about hip hop (yah, yah)
everything from grandmaster flash and the furious five
to griselda ripping up the spot and leaving n0body behind
now i’m tryna be a tour guide
cos i tryna leave the depths in ground
so they can charge into nothing but the sound below
they want to hear me, they want hear me have my trumpet blow (yo)
[break]

i run pearls in belly of h+ll
i still k!ll mc’s
i still leave the gap behind
if you can fit you might be fly
unless you don’t get the rhyme
then i try to expand your mind
cos hip hop made me a monster on the mic
same a nicki
cos i easily spin it
so run me the jewels
cos otherwise
you get the fist or the bl!cky
that ends your life quickly
this is me starting the k!ller lp
rage so high that the machine can’t stop me
i find serenity in a rhyme
that’s why after 5 years
i’m still as fly as westside (yo yo)
double denim like it’s the 90’s
36′ chain like mikey
white tee like shady
remind you of anybody?

[verse 2 + tedrum]
dagnabbit
the man’s back at it
i don’t waste words
i kick rhymes like they bad habits (bad habits)
check the plan of attack
it’s fat sam on the track
mad language on wax
the slags land on their backs
sick on the track like t’s about to vomit
the last b+tch i rizzed on was a secret alcoholic
me without the bars is like a beat without a pocket
keep it close to my chest they speaking about a locket
we rock it like groot’s best mate
we don’t come with gun bars cos this ain’t the usa
the kick and the snare are my two best mates
you can feel the love between us
‘soon as you press play
style fatter than an elephant’s d+ck
master of that irrelevant sh+t
ain’t no+one f+cking with me like a celibate chick
f+ck a punchline my rhymes pack a h+ll of a kick (kick)
[verse 3 + acertory]
i’m slowly opening my mind
so i can see the truly divine
i know that faith in me is at a all time high
but i now realise that i gotta plot my time
cos i focus on the lyrics more than i focus
on soundwaves
i am not a decepticon just want to be like andre 3k
leave the audience going h+ll yeah
as i bust forth from the speakerboxx
leave ’em lost like cordae
so pave the way for the queen to ascend
cos these rhapsodies
be sending you ooowee
look at me now
charmed as a halliwell
that’s how i will be till i’m sixty
penning rhymes cos the freestyles stick easy
and i want to be as old as a block party
before i pass through
and this referential rhyme is
how we do
due to time i don’t even need to write
i just go off the brain case
as in off the top
and leave the audience in shock



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