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tim granite - long live the fighters lyrics

verse 1
you couldn’t give him those beats for free
he don’t do features, he charge consultancy fees
develop round up for emcees
invent seeds to grow money trees safe for honey bees
from the ground up he found wack resistant
they dope as cold turkey and they sound as consistent
it’s 808 kicks with synths from a computer
lames on elevator music from the future
kids ask tim to dumb his raps down
but the tracks are profound and make em come back around
slap cats, tracks resound like smack
on the battleground where your boys found clapped
ones that escape, hunted down – tracked
flow drown rats. whole town mapped
big producers got no time to mix his vocals
he’d rather save a dime; support the locals and stay hopeful
respect: a two-way street for professionals
money up front and they got you by your t-st-cl-s
straight up and down; six o’clock and be buggin
and no one from the junxion is down with e-thugging
if business ain’t official, stick to what your good at
we more scared of missles than wood bats and hood rats
what’s good akh? another lesson learned
granite rock: leave no stone unturned

verse 2
rappers taste fake and less filling
recognize the logo
here to make a k!lling. b-tch!
he wear a watch on his right wrist
dictator: control the mic with a tight fist
tobacco in his mouth, so he rap with a slight lisp
and what he rap about probably make him a flight risk
who’s the sickest? here’s the answer
wrote raps on on his smartphone till it gave him cancer
then they named the phone a galaxy
radiation – medication: real sick -n-logy
rapper please spend your salaries
working at the gym overtime to burn your calories
f-ckers! go home or go harder
you clowns all sound like some watered down water
they don’t want it plus the summer heat
heard they whole catalog, don’t want one beat
beats by the professor; co-host anas arabi
the only thing worse than your drum kits are your melodies
the whole junxion plotting
came and stole the show now thrown in a hole – forgotten
know to slow your role, wayne and tupacin
the game is so lame they even flame and do shopping
the bigger the fraud, the faker the fans
they’ll take away your gods then take away your lands
take a stand. the answer’s in your hands
allah makes plans. akhs battle brand
his nose knows bullsh-t like a hoe knows tricks
no sh-t they spitting while they don’t know sh-t!
yes disbelievers! ain’t nothing new to tim
hip hop activist, akh and scared of none of them
economic terrorist, pay attention he’s learning ya
now beat it like your jimmy or get dusted like the furniture

- tim granite lyrics

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