Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Primitive Plus, artist - Edan. Album song Primitive Plus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Lewis
Song language: English
Primitive Plus |
Primitive plus futuristic equals |
Powerful effects to progress the people |
(People buy records cause I reckon they beckon |
To belong to a song that makes the soul strong) |
Strong as an ox I belong in a box |
That is battery-powered and portable, plus recordable |
(Recordable and audible to navigate the nautical |
Arsenals of artisans were parted into particles) |
Particles of artifacts inherited from archetypes |
Who used to rock the parks at night |
Led to Kris Parker types |
(Types of trouble like a puzzle baffles brains |
And as the pain obliterates your innocence |
You start to lose to little kids) |
A little kid is what I feel like |
When the beat it brings me delight |
After darkness comes the daylight |
9 to 5's will never pay right |
(Right or left, it’s life or death |
It’s like a breath before you dive |
Into the depths of faith |
Beyond the path that you can estimate) |
Estimate the best a tape has ever sounded |
Rounded to the nearest metaphor |
My equal sign is way ahead of yours |
(Yours truly forcefully scorched bullies |
Thoughtfully brought goodies |
To the batter’s box |
To form a paradox) |
My paradox’ll lead to a paragon |
You should not compare Edan |
To a pinch hitter, call me trendsetter |
(A trendsetter with a vendetta |
With a pen next to text extra scorchin |
Like Jimmy at the organ) |
Organizin elements that force a guy’s intelligence |
To walk the line of relevance |
Assault the mind with elegance |
(Elegance from a man without melanin, tellin em |
Yet again that it’s them that I’m better than) |
Better than veterans fumblin medicine vials |
Venomous styles embedded in Thomas Edison’s files |
(File this in aisle six next to style kicks |
And brain sauce, flavors range from extra hot to mild wit) |
Witness these swift kicks to the witless |
Dipshit, all the kids bitch cause I’m different |
(Different like a platypus, analytical catalyst |
Pullin punchlines out of hats, magical battle tricks) |
Tricks are for kids with wit in they lid, umbilical cord |
Ripped off the kids committin syllable fraud |
(Fraudulent fucks are depositing muck |
Into Kool Herc’s kidneys |
You fools’ll turn to mince meat) |
Meat is what I abstain from to remain one |
With organic principles |
To keep the mind invincible |
(Invincible, convince a flow to turn left |
Turn def jams into blind faith |
Bird brains don’t migrate) |
Migrate the miscreant to show em what the history is |
A cultural exhibit of the musically illicit |
(Illustrating, commentating, demonstrating |
Elevating plus evaluating |
Tracks to leave the wack salivating) |