Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ashes To Ashes, artist - Blackalicious. Date of issue: 15.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ashes To Ashes |
| «Dude, when you want me to come in?» |
| «Four bars» |
| «K, check it» |
| The ink flows |
| As if I’m not here |
| Styles fall |
| From the mentally odd |
| And quite weird |
| Mic |
| Y’all want to enter my yard |
| My lightyear flow |
| Strikes with precision for all |
| I’m right here |
| With raw inner vision beyond your sight, hearing |
| And beyond all your senses |
| I draw the light nearer you |
| A flawed individual, dawg, I write sheer |
| Elegance |
| I’m a bottle of Dawn. |
| You’re like Nair |
| So now I’m perfecting this style; |
| It’s like lairs |
| Of a foul dragon |
| Send MC’s ridden with nightmares |
| Better pause |
| Before you spitting that garbage you write |
| Yeah! |
| I’ma call |
| Telling niggas to quit on the mic |
| Period |
| Because I’ve been given this right tonight |
| We’re gonna floor you with lyrics |
| These suckas are not near; |
| They are far from abilities I ignite |
| Dare you to start something with me |
| I don’t ever fight fair |
| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust |
| We are the crew called Blackalicious |
| We came to rock for you and yours |
| Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor |
| Guaranteed to give you what you paid your money for |
| Cause the Blackalicious Crew got rhymes galore |
| Rhymes galore |
| I’ve got talent |
| These critics do not have |
| Still, they write like some type of authority on rap |
| Really? |
| Like they opinion is worthy! |
| I’m like, «After you make worthy music |
| Then come and be that cat, Jack!» |
| Plummeting rap |
| Yeah, that’s that |
| Period. |
| Done. |
| Then get checks from ASCAP |
| Just give me a drum |
| I’ma spark the last match |
| Y’all hit it with one rhythm |
| Do it |
| I’ll smash that |
| My meridians hum; |
| I’m so lyrically advanced |
| I deliver it from within |
| Leaving you lads back |
| In millenniums dumb |
| Because really, I’m passed that |
| I’m a million and one styles further |
| Now catch that! |
| (Catch that!) |
| I was born to murder your rap, Black |
| Alerted to that fact |
| You’re certain to have crap |
| To say |
| Then get slain |
| And hurt as I lash back |
| And verbally ransack |
| Your turf |
| And leave cats flat! |
| AAH! |
| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust |
| We are the crew called Blackalicious |
| We came to rock for you and yours |
| Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor |
| Guaranteed to give you what you paid your money for |
| Cause the Blackalicious Crew got rhymes galore |
| Rhymes galore |