Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Critical, artist - Zion I. Album song The Alpha: 1996-2006, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.09.2009
Record label: Live Up
Song language: English
Critical |
| Yo checkout the superb tech, cashin' checks through dialect |
| Doper than the gold around your neck |
| This is my manuscript to spit lyrics like fat spliffs |
| I show the whole damn world my gift |
| For Paris I’m speakin' upon, powerful just like a pawn |
| Positioned in the proper placement |
| Focus like militant deep as concentrational caverns |
| Devising secret plans on spitting atoms |
| I verbalize, lust to bust |
| Just as dangerous as watching Mt. Vesuvius erupt |
| Corrupt a data disk from the super soul powered slums |
| I-N-I, Planet Asia make it bump, bump |
| I’m deep off in the trunk, SWATS call it crunk |
| The 15 inch whoofers make the beat go thump |
| I dump clips of pros? |
| goes |
| The chillin' is killin' with the illest type flows |
| «Rap legends presidents felt» -] Nas 'Nas is Like' |
| «Put us together» -] Mobb Deep 'Survival of the Fittest' |
| «The outcome is Critical» -] GZA/Genius |
| «Set it off» -] Jeru The Damaja 'Mental Stamina' |
| Yo, vocally blessed to beat you into submission |
| I paddle units which protrude from the underside of trains |
| Do not touch I’m high voltage like the third electric |
| Emergency phones needed in every tunnel for this murder method |
| You’re dealing with the armed forces, we wave warm torches |
| Through the trenches of the onslaughtness |
| ? |
| up next, I’m anticipated |
| Post my plan is to stay behind my every line stated |
| Deluxe, eon flux-uate what I pronunciate |
| Cold verses be lookin' out but y’all people got months to wait |
| Life as it is baby, Zion I got me flyin' high |
| My mind’s inside music symbolic to I-N-I |
| This ain’t the Sci-Fi Channel |
| We true and living legends of this beat freak committee |
| Clash Of the Titans through the vinyl |
| When we splash the Atlas with the rules of the game |
| We out the old school and came to drop a jewel on your brain |
| My brother hit me on the game, said that we original man |
| And we manifested here to spit slang |
| I thought a minute, and let it sink, deep like the Titanic |
| We wider than the ocean of Atlantic |
| Pacifical mythical styles in the west it’s gettin' wild |
| I’m chillin' like the Sphinx upon the Nile |
| Reverberating, why is you hatin' hip hop we creatin? |
| Across the desert sands we be bakin', my melanin |
| The key to lock rock spots and flocks |
| Walk the rugged avenue with my B-Boy bop |
| It’s evolution toss a pebble at the devil and smile |
| I’m rebellion while propelling freestyles |
| From the bottom to the top I made a lot of em drop |
| Hip hop’s the lifestyle of urban civilians and even cops |
| No it don’t stop, once again another classic fantastic rap shit |
| That’ll make y’all MCs wanna practice |
| How to lock shit down like Daddy As, I blaze mics for days |
| Hit the page light stage and burn Sage, then engage |
| This ain’t a faze or some played out gimmick |
| That’s worth to? |
| for the fact that most of y’all cats is timid, vivid |
| Views of the do and don’t don’t apply |
| To the uncompromising Planet Asia, Zion I |
| Worldwide renown, zones of the chosen few |
| Verbal shots I cipher rhymes to leave holes in you |