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partners in irony - what we got lyrics

[verse 1: oliver]

this is not what you think it is
so let’s set the record straight before the record hits
this is not what you think it is
we’re not tryin’ to be different, but the difference is
this more than just a game, this is life or death
this is: who got the lyrics, who can spit the best?
if we kept at it for days, who would still draw breath?
yo you may got the soul, but we got tekk
so we can never settle, not for anything less
than the fulfillment of our vision and the highest respect
but this is more than accolades and awards for our desk
this is the feeling in your soul between your gut and your chest
so turn up your speakers let us make you feel
for one time in your life, that your life is real
so tell me how you feel
knowing we’ll never back down, that we’re keeping it real

[verse 2: jcm]
if this ain’t real then what the f-ck would you call it
would you rather me spit some game, show you what’s in my wallet
we flip the script on these kids and show ’em that “what’s on my heart” sh-t
that’ll hit right you in the gut while we rip the beat as it knocks
this is the door to your soul, the inner war that’s been raging
know you’ve been waitin’ for ages to hear the story be told
so our words are the screenplay, and the beat is the score
just sit back and try to relax, so you can watch it unfold
oh, the credit’s due around the time the names roll
if you forgot, it’s p2i, that’s where your compliments go
cause it’s as much for the globe, as it is for us both
tryna change it for the better, so we carry the hope
just plug into the progression when you find yourself stressing
lessons of trial, of triumph, reminds the struggles a blessing
that’s why we never back off, reaching and grabbing our weapons
that’s right, we live for this feeling, i know your heart can detect it

[hook: oliver (jcm)]

they sayin’ “show me what you got kid”
“like is you ever gonna stop kid”
“and we could take it to the top kid”
“and maybe one day steal they spot kid”
they sayin’ “show me what you got kid”
(you see the whites of they eyes, don’t blink)
“like is you ever gonna stop kid”
(just spit as fast as you can before you leave)
“and we could take it to the top kid”
(and if they say they don’t believe you)
“and maybe one day steal they spot ”
(f-ck ’em, we already got they people)

[verse 3: jcm (oliver)]

we lay our word on the line so you know that we ’bout it
that’s what mama always taught me, man is nothing without it
so you can challenge or doubt it, take what you ’bout and re-route it
long as we know the truth, we’ll stand on mountains and shout it
man we flout all the pouting, in fact we now disallow it
we know the game’s in a drought, that’s why we came to bail out it
twisting open the spouts, use powers we were endowed with
our greatness apparent, and every soul will avow it

(now we ’bout it, wipe your brow down if you doubt it
’cause we prowling with style, how you gonna drown the droughted
we took your spout, popped off, then dug out it
quit touting your rhymes, how you gonna lie to devouted
hip-hop heads, and when your whip’s stopped dead
you can’t grip the feeling that zips past your head
that pays lip service, you certain roses are red?
dog you nervous? you better get writing again)

or better call all your friends, you ’bout to witness the end
of an era of mediocrity, watch it descend
please do not take offense, we’re only here to defend
the integrity of the craft on which we’ve come to depend
say we’re never content, but we just wanna transcend
crush your boundaries so that you could never build ’em again
take what remains and we’ll rend it to a shape they’ll commend
you wanna act like we ain’t got it, but don’t even pretend

(and what we pen you can bet we’ll trade t-t for tat
so don’t sweat if you don’t get it or can’t handle that
i guess the threat is really just stressing the fact
that when the bell knells it ends–we’re ready for combat
so don’t forget that we’re coming, we’re running and thumping
pumping our drums ’till we’re done and your face is numb, dumbing down
none of what we strut, so add up the sums
’cause only some of you with us, but the rest sing along like)

[hook: oliver (jcm)]

[outro: oliver]

partners in irony
lucky house
welcome

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