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delta - carry on lyrics

[verse 01]
mark b and delts you know what to expect
check your head homeboy and protect your neck
even though technics stopped makin’ twelve techs
djs in the place still much respect
that’s the heat… the end is here under your feet
play like t-ski valley, now catch the beat
match my free… we need more smart mcs
seen parisian queens from martinique
hardest speech tongue like a gargoyle beast
hard boiled feast, 5 star at least
never the less, death star better than fresh
carry on with that mess, and we step to the next
keep it movin’ like illusion from effects of dmt
costs money but the p is free
rap is more than just a friend cause it got what i need
slap a fraud if they pretend they got props on the street

[hook]
carry on with that talk… we carry on with the thought
keep it movin’ pack my bags and walk
carry on with that talk… we carry on with the thought
keep it movin’ pack my bags and walk
carry on with that talk and we gone

[verse 02]
marathon man, 100 miles and runnin’
got style ain’t just talking loud and saying nothin’
i’m a chip off the old block, dad wasn’t frontin’
my family affair stay one less gunnin’
be one in a million, with one in the chamber
when all’s said and done only be one remainder
stay thorough… rep k boro and lostralia
’til death reincarnated… nine lives later
nirvana rap… that one shark one pirana track
beat street meets the mack in a godfather hat
lava spat out the spiel take it back to the grill
i feel rich there’s no need stack a mill
be paid in full respect wherever we dwell
why crave major label h-ll… with that fake clientele?
lay it smooth in the cut ain’t trying to yell
carry on and won’t even stop this fight for a bell

[verse 03]
the map rocks while i jot down unraveling plots
of damage that lost loved ones, managin’ shock
not arrogant… just trying to shoot an arrow across
missed the point… join the club.. i guess the magic is gone
rap attack a song like -ss-ssins gathered for in the morn
said word… now vocab’s born
traveled land forms… mic all up in my claw
stayed hungry… saw my foot get stuck in the door
face screwed with a frown as if nothing is pure
justice is a couple bucks tucked in a draw
we freestyle for sure if every day was that rainy one
never cost a cent to pay attention can you blame me son?
aimed on one target. spray paint. markers
phosphorous ink to light up the darkness
uk connect… international bond
jet luggage is the only time i’m carryin’ on

- delta lyrics

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