Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay True, artist - Jack Jetson
Date of issue: 11.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stay True |
Yo, check check |
Yo, yo |
Breakin' down a rhyme pattern like they did to the atom |
I hear a break like your leg when it starts snapping |
Back rolls strapping like Mazuki’s got cracking |
Drum’s banging like your head in a door, slamming |
Stop the sound you’re putting out like the waves jamming |
They shout clear, the crowd, like your career’s crash landing |
Fuck a has been, me and Jack are overcasting |
Progressive modes even move forward in a back spin |
The best dutch ain’t enough to be matching |
The heavy stone more consistent than the metronome |
Walking through the danger zone, they ain’t my friends like |
Numbers on the strangest phone, were raised and grown |
I bring the ship back home, to Boom Bap son |
The belly got a shot like the end of a cap gun |
No need for action, you’re cut from the scene |
With open eyes in the dream |
R.L.D is the team, is the team… mother fucker |
Over the beat when the sun shines through |
Through the darkness these rhymes stay true |
Over the beat when the mind shines through |
Through the darkness I always stay true |
At high altitude, smoking the hash ganja zoot |
I zone out, travel through portals like Crash Bandicoot |
Eject the seat, jetpack attached to a slashed parachute |
Paranoid, para-true |
Mix Absolut and apple juice |
FUI pilot, I’m flying under the influence |
Pyromaniac writer, lighting fire to instruments |
Inscribing with writing implements |
Describing incidents, defining insolence |
In my rhyming, try to hide my ignorance |
In my own twisted vision of reality |
Magical like I studied a wizardry academy |
Puffing cannabis, hanging like a picture in a gallery |
Working all night, but I ain’t putting a shifting in the factory |
Listen, I got higher skills, I practice at spittin' |
Say my name I turn to Bryan Mills and track your position |
Exact with precision, we’re taking out a wack opposition |
Honest rhymes I never compromise my standard of living |