Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Not Your Ordinary , by - Polyrhythm Addicts. Song from the album Rhyme Related, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.05.2004
Record label: Nervous
Song language: English
Not Your Ordinary |
| After all, these years |
| I core finally came through |
| Now I got it, what? |
| The power |
| It’s like kinetic |
| I just sit back and let it |
| Flower up |
| And bouquet for all those dead |
| Sick in the head mother |
| Ow yeah, touche |
| Un garde, here you are |
| It’s a lyrical scar for you |
| It’s like a lick on tattoo |
| It’s gas cause your raps pass initiation |
| Don’t front |
| Whichever which way you facing |
| I see you, it fits you, like a brand new |
| Mitsu-bishi, like you’re assorted |
| Mixed up, wishy washy, whoopsy daisy |
| Topsy turvy, I got your goggles glossy |
| to rhyme will make you say, «Oh shit, I lose it.» |
| That’s how I does my music |
| No wack rhymes make it through |
| I got a fresh phrase filter |
| So check out what I’m gonna do for you, my man |
| If you wanna be an MC, crazy nice with no flaws |
| Three payments of $ 19.99 it could be yours |
| C’mon you can’t beat it, them is crackhead prices |
| With Complex inflation faced with the crisis |
| See I could be a creature of whim |
| But for some strange reason I just don’t sound like them |
| I’m so nice I get mad |
| It’s a crucial situation when you pen me with the pad |
| Hold up, freeze |
| See these are not your ordinary three MC’s |
| You catch a brain freeze |
| Hold your main squeeze |
| This is not a tease |
| Please, believe, these are not your ordinary three MC’s |
| These are not your ordinary three MC’s |
| This is not a tease |
| Hold your main squeeze |
| You catch a brain freeze |
| See these are not your ordinary three MC’s |
| Can’t recall toward the misty morn' |
| In the midst of calm, atmosphere quite warm |
| Glistening from steam |
| Perceive active energy from radio beams |
| Now sense is unusually keen |
| All seem norm as I peep the scene |
| Initiated exercises in breathing |
| To keep spiritually clean |
| Pass through the realm of well |
| Sad settled nestled in the crater of supreme |
| Clearance of interference is an e-fficient machine |
| The league |
| Are sailing in this monopoly partially cause I never copy |
| Who want this hot property? |
| Can only, cop it from me |
| Dead silly fantasies and outdated dreams |
| Must make immediate goals succeed |
| Believe it constantly need achievement |
| My core comes frequent |
| Master of redefining my meaning |
| Mistress of mysterious sequence |
| The mortal plane is my residence |
| But we got to overcome it |
| Multiply in size, instantly rise and hover above it |
| Some got game, some got lyrics to back they name |
| Some got fame, some got cash, it’s all the same |
| Some got locked, some got they spot taken over |
| Some got blacked out, lights out, party over |
| Some got a job, some got to hustle and steal and rob |
| Some rocks they real hair, fingernails and eyes |
| Who got something to say? |
| Step up and speak your mind |
| Cause I’ma speak mine, blow the spot one time |
| Throw your palms up, reach for the sky |
| Clutch a cloud, bring it down |
| Throw in your swerve kid, work your ground |
| Ferris Wheel style, still holding it down |
| Nothing changed but nickles and dimes I bust mine |
| We blend, come taste it laced like daiquiri’s |
| Actually, we raise the stakes constantly |
| You gambling, when you mic handling against we |
| Three the hard way, get diced by wordplay |