Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirty Drumz, artist - The Perceptionists. Album song Resolution, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Dirty Drumz |
All the world wants is some dirty ass drums |
We stand where we stand and we don’t plan to run |
All the world wants is some dirty ass rhymes |
C4 with the raw |
We grenade with these lines |
Yo, give me a boom and a bit and strip it down |
I’ll give my homie Lif a pound |
Ignite the mic and rip it down |
We don’t clutter airwaves with insipid sounds |
I’m Akrobatik, known to flip around |
Lyrics 'til they get renowned in your town, city, or commonwealth |
Thirsty rappers — I’m suggesting that you calm yourself |
You talk big but favor a leprechaun or elf |
End of the day you’ll be calling to your Mom for help |
But no maternal assistance |
How can you pose resistance when you ain’t got a urinal to piss in? |
My eternal mission: drop my gems and learn to live them |
So rookies, please pull out your journals and listen |
I’m giving seminars and lectures, drop bars with texture |
Plus I am a beast so call a large professor |
Dissertation on elimination |
Thesis on the new Perceptionists releases — believe this! |
All the world wants is some dirty ass drums |
We stand where we stand and we don’t plan to run |
All the world wants is some dirty ass rhymes |
C4 with the raw |
We grenade with these lines |
Ya see the beat is kept minimal |
Mad simple |
I see you moving toward the mic |
I’d trip you |
The crowd don’t need to hear that black |
Not everybody could rap |
Step back |
Bear trap |
Your bones snap |
The stage, I own that |
Now show me where another microphone at |
So I can amplify |
My chants will fly |
And resurrect the brothaz out in Sudan who ain’t have to die |
Grab the sky |
Show the land my command |
The seas may weave through the leaves to expand |
The manphibian lungs |
I naturally adapt |
Anything that disobeys the laws of nature is a wrap |
So watch me mutate at a new rate |
Legs, I grew 8 |
Peace as I teleport from here to Kuwait |
The mineral rich soil could sprout new vines |
Like the syllable rich rhyme could fertilize minds |
All the world wants is some dirty ass drums |
We stand where we stand and we don’t plan to run |
All the world wants is some dirty ass rhymes |
C4 with the raw |
We grenade with these lines |