Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Warrior Poets , by - Pep Love. Song from the album Ascension Side C, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Hiero Imperium
Song language: English
Warrior Poets |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| I offer this with no disclaimer |
| We lose heart for the money and the fame |
| Modern day Buckwheats |
| Over butt beats |
| Never even reached |
| To touch the peaks |
| Spontaneously combust the beast |
| When I’m in this piece |
| All the nonsense must cease |
| Lights, camera, drama |
| Knights in urban armor |
| Curb serving karma |
| Cringe when the ingenuitive |
| Impinge on your ear drum |
| Injure you enough to ensure |
| Conclusion, confusion mass |
| This array come this away |
| It’s a way we can get away |
| Fast in a flash when the day come |
| Hold em up, roll em up |
| Or break em, fold em up |
| For they told enough lies |
| We on the rise |
| Bold and golden mic holdin' |
| Excalibur, flex algebra |
| Power of the pen |
| Be mightier than sin |
| When I release what is within |
| Me, true indeed |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| Time’s out |
| For digging a hole |
| Your soul |
| Can’t climb out |
| Now what I’m about to do |
| Now that I’m out |
| Is find out |
| Where, who done it |
| We too blunted |
| To play Columbo so fool run it |
| «I want the Rolex, the keys to the Lex» Gs |
| 300 disease sex-fiends and extremes |
| What about hard times |
| What about white lines |
| Replaced by dangerous minds |
| Matter could never pacify my thirst |
| For divine data for whatever |
| The trinket is worth |
| In earthly terms |
| My birth return concerns |
| Twist and turns of events |
| Contents under pressure |
| Won’t be popping nonsense |
| I’ma set it off right on the spot |
| Bring it to your chest, hard rock |
| And niggas that’s Big Willie jerks |
| Silly, really don’t want to get your feelings hurt |
| You nurture false reality |
| Cross me, that’ll be costly |
| Floss your field the pull of inertia |
| When I swerve, still nerve |
| And the all seeing eye |
| Being my guide |
| When my leaders have lost me |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| I bob and weave |
| With unbelievable speed |
| I dip and dodge |
| Place the planet under siege |
| I cover my trail |
| Blaze and raise the roof |
| Loving the hailment |
| She shoots to double my mail |
| A brisk breeze |
| This risky business |
| Pops, fizzes, and drops |
| Tisk tisk she tried to diss me |
| Bitchy bitchy |
| Ah shit she ain’t shit |
| Can’t get in my mix |
| We way too tight knit see |
| Itsy bitsy ritzy |
| Type Joe stifle the biz |
| Keep it stagnant and froze |
| I trouble the Feds |
| My thoughts are cutting edge |
| I’m over the top |
| But keep it all in my head |
| I’m not like you, iced down |
| Donna Karan wearin' type clown |
| Fashion raps |
| Get thrashed and collapsed |
| Living in the lap |
| Of luxury there’s |
| So much to see there |
| Look but don’t touch indeed |
| There’s consequence for greed |
| Compliments that be done |
| Be done freedom |
| In before it begun |
| Now don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |
| Don’t go insane |
| Although it gets |
| Tumultuous, the poets |
| Came to alter this game |