Lyrics Time Travel Scratch - Senser

Time Travel Scratch

Back the fuck up, back up, step back you cats
This is the time travel scratch
And there’s no match for the best batch you hacks
Time contracts to opal stacks and space reacts
Delivered value soul, fake rock’n roll’s unrolled
Discarded ribbon opposed
The fact that we are best is just a given
Because this is not rap this is a psychic transmission
And if you listen with precision and focus your vision
You’ll see my mind is sayin something that my mouth isn’t
A first layer of meaning and a second that’s hidden
The patterns that ride with em refracted like prisms
I strip the thoughts that you call the lines of division
Truly fly defied lies and mind-isms
Fight the battle to topple temples of fascism
Blizzard rhymes, you’re snow blind in my rhythms
Time slipper, ground breaker and they call it a style
Genetic load stacking like a bug in the sap
I’m the mad cat with fat stats, ready to rap
This is the option integrated with free form genetic design
I’ll take your mind over the line
Cause it’s so raw to the fuller floor I bring you more
Me and dj awe we’ve done this type of shit before
voyage to the centre, the war and an encore
Metaphors are better than the best of my competitors
Magnitude immense is your new best friend bet
your last pound space time will bend
I extend
They all end
Gonna rock other dimensions cause my beats transcend
I put them punks in groups they get snapped like kit kats
I’m rollin through these overtures but yours are «ric rac»
Riding the rings of Saturn like it was a slip matt
Thought you were thinking big but my shit just eclipsed that
The big bang to the sun’s death through a mini jack
From cylinders of wax cassettes to dats
John Morgan rocks the battle beats with a splash of the high hats
And no, there’s never been ever been nothing like that
I said there’s never been ever been nothing like that
oh yo, step into my flow
Set the controls for yore, steady as she goes
Cause I’m loaded to blow
Controlling the show
I lay em out shoulder to toe
So now that you know
I’m used to keeping it on and on
I’ve been down for so long I spit the protong
When I get my flows on
Take you back to the ice age so keep your coat on
visit the dogon in my luminous craft
Neolithic, neanderthal man kicking the can.