Lyrics Position Correction - Tzu

Position Correction

Kangaroos bounce and wallabies hop and scramble
Humans act the same when they dance to this sample
Like hammers to anvils, whack MC’s get cancelled
Tzu hold the title, I just can’t hold a candle
We’re shining examples of some lyrical vandals
A rocking ensemble that be known for scandal
I’m one of the handful of these hands who command
Cool mics with the lyrical integrity on rambles
I’ll grab them by the ankles and make them take flight
I radiate light like a flare at night
Now, we do this like no other so don’t stereotype
We’ll rock any stereo with any type of mic
At gigs we get hyped to crowds they get psyched
Bring life to dead nights cultivate the vibe right
So when we say «pick up» you say «the tempo»
Come on pick it up
One, two, check Tzu on deck
You gonna get down, do something
Music you lose it to, that’s ok
Anyway it’s all a casual affair and don’t pretend to be there if you 'ain't
Check Tzu on deck
You gonna get down, do something
Music you lose it to, that’s ok
Anyway it’s all a casual affair and don’t pretend to be there if you 'ain't
Come on mammals bounce on the two one count down
Correct position on the track we pounced down
We rock in mono, don’t need surround sound
Got more style then Franko Coso’s got beds in Brundswik town now
We clown around but listen to this now now
Tzu affirmative giving you no alternative
Left wing to the conservative rock beats like Lars Earlich did
So kill them all kids, we’re off the wall kids shit
Check my talking book, you experienced it all kid
One, two, check Tzu on deck
You gonna get down, do something
Music you lose it to, that’s ok
Anyway it’s all a casual affair and don’t pretend to be there if you 'ain't
Check Tzu on deck
You gonna get down, do something
Music you lose it to, that’s ok
Anyway it’s all a casual affair and we don’t really care because we’re
Back packing rap patterns that fashion fat Latin
Bush walking nut cracking word smith tacticians
Essentially there’s many things that make my crew different
And if you’re off rhythm we’ll give you treatment to
Correct you position now, make your decision now
Move to this rhythm and choose with this rhythm
Stock with ammunition to rock your whole condition
And lock down the rhythm when the rhyme is upon us
Drop the coalition, politicians in office
Who cut back on education like they cut the forests
Then increase the budget for my military horrors
Social programs get jammed for top dollars
And bureaucrats and fat cats stab backs
With mad tax that hit and trap poor buggers
Their hard hearts come from hard margin profits
They get beat down from beats and street sonnets
To Hop Hop, we giving you, don’t pop for revenue
Too hot but all of your respect goes to those who
Stand up and demonstrate pumped up to penetrate
Rebels and renegades break down the barricades
Aggravate the main stream, cripple with conformity
And watch it burn in the light of rhyme revelry
Anarchy, (woop) let’s ruin their games
I keep an honest approach to stick up my rhyme play