Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ElectriK HeaT - the seekwiLL, artist - K-OS.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
ElectriK HeaT - the seekwiLL |
Ok, its about to go down |
Please step up |
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, go |
Its the return, burn like a supernova |
Spit the plates, the great debates over |
Don’t rush, take it easy, slow down |
Earth is a space ship spinning round and round |
Were in it, together, we can make it better |
Don’t sweat a, thing swing with no vendetta |
I rhyme in a graph style, carve every letter |
To move every B-boy king like Coretta |
Scott, keep it hot block once rock |
The plot that we tried to recignise was not |
The L to the O-V, M-O-V-E |
K dub dropin' the dub, thats new TV |
The E-M-C double E no doubt |
Runin' the route, wakin' out, turnin' the part out |
We all fall from grace and make mistakes |
And race the pace the base with the anidote «base» |
And every single word in the verb wildstyle |
Its not a mission its a riddle lifestyle |
I’m still in the struggle and I see the light guile |
Turnin' pretend accend whats in the profile |
Can you feel it, to the beat ya’ll |
Let the music play for the people |
And if got a rock, whether your ready or not |
yo, guess who’s back with the sequell |
Oh ya, just do it |
Oh ya, just do it |
Now, in the beginning the light shined so bright |
Within the city of my mind-scaped night |
Listening, glistening the moon refliceting the sun |
making me one with the music |
Oh, get low, get for, get ho |
Its different black gold |
Yes I’m in the house but I never ever sold |
Rhyme like vynl, 20 years old |
With the mic in my hand, ringin' alarm |
Singin' the song, bringing the calm to dramas so hard |
To much info, been so instrumental, prtential, exponential |
My DJ’s cuts are presidential |
Yo Jazz, let the rythm hit 'em |
I woke up to make the main cut, to face the pain |
What does space contain love? |
Its the heat-seaker, packin' the speaker to beat the sleek creature |
It was written the sequel |
Now |
The world is yours unless the world is ours |
What casting stones from afar |
We’re like people driving in our cars |
On los highway, my way |