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Fliptrix is a rising star in the underground scene and needs no introduction, he's the founder of the super label known as High Focus, one quarter of 'The Four Owls' and has two solo releases under his belt, but he doesn't stop there!
His third release is titled 'Third Eye of The Storm' features a total of 16 tracks and is just under one hours playing time. From begining to the end of the album you can tell that Fliptrix has put every ounce of his bodyweight into this release, every track flows into the next making it seem like one long track.
The second you stick the album on and begin with the Intro track titled 'The Storm' you can tell you and your brain is in for some exercise. Fliptrix's wordplay will have you replaying the last couple of seconds back but not simply because he's ill, a lot of thought has gone into the subject matter.
Frontline Terror by Fliptrix
Frontline Terror Lyrics
- When there is no more room in hell
- The dead will walk the Earth
- Body parts flying life's hard like cars dyeing
- Wanna say its gunna get better but im part flying
- So gutter make a widows star sign start crying
- Pain in the liquid form drippin' from my torn eyelid
- Situation volatile
- Operation trident
- All i here is war talk court orders more violence
- Far from a walk in the park its a minefield
- Pressures building up about to blow
- Thats how my mind feels
- Never use my signature
- No ones got the right deals
- Clutching at my mic skills
- And running for the high heels
- Puffin' on a blunt is death
- Clucking for some nice thrills
- Losing my emotions that i thought i was designed to feel
- Knowing deep inside
- That its something only time will heal
- Like turning people into road kill behind the wheel
- Close your eyes see them still
- Still a still life still dead skulls fractured
- Road collapses
- Rotten corpse broken mattress
- Candle lit total sadness
- Falling backwards into holes of blackness
- So follow me let your soul get captured
- With no return 'cos your ghost holds the warranty burn
- Your body in a quarantine
- Search for your inner peace
- Abandon that grief stack cans like police
- The tactical man thinks deep on the dilagence beat.
- We hold it down with the frontline terror
- Raising the ground up
- Gutter style forever
- Lace your roots
- Mask up and dont mess up
- Hold it down on the frontline
- The frontline
- Check out my frontline terror
- Rendering error makers
- Im the pressure blending babies
- In the shredder for my leasure
- Make her bru the naked crew
- Who came into this danger room
- With barbarians war im the wanderers in ancient spooz
- My coalition holds position
- Im the war cloud
- You bought your little sister in the whore house
- With her draws down
- Karich the garcy
- Had to get her knickers off for half a gram of marley
- Im smacked arms and tracks
- Im carving shanks from larva lamps
- Heavy artillery blasting you imagery
- Pandemonium in the street
- But no police to walk the beat
- Fake fuckers catchin that map
- Cuddling face huggers
- Alien smugglers got map
- Krusader space chuggers
- Open up the stash and load that gat
- And let it vent
- Holy book fanatics wont back chat
- My seventh sense
- An old man with gifted ears
- and a twisted beared
- Who disappeared nine hundred years ago
- Speaking like sixty years
- In chronological or alphabetacal order
- I grab the neck of your daughter
- And splash her head in the water
- Sawn off shotty filled up with copper coins
- And hot lead
- Gate crashing your complex with no feds
- To drop dead
- My frontline terror
- Whatever the weather apply the pressure
- Blend your friends up in the shredder for my leasure
- My frontline terror
- Whatever the weather apply the pressure
- Blend your friends up in the shredder for my leasure
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