Original Lyrics

Original by The Four Owls

• Yo!
• Im on the search for knowledge.
• They're lookin' at me like Earth to Thomas.
• Bright star, each bar is like a burning comet.
• Ex-herbaholic surfin' on a tidle wave.
• damn I just overcooked your brain in a microwave
• My mistake.
• I'm sittin' wide awake, like the pipe, I play my tune
• People follow, I'll take you miles away.
• Yes I'm your highness for real 'cos my mind is
• Lost in the clouds can't fully raise my eyelids.
• Building an escape pod, tryin' to climb inside it.
• Get away, lookin' for the stars shining vibrant.
• Dynamite shit, short fuse temper temper.
• Vent the tension and I would like to send a mention to
• Your ego, pretentious fool you sound demented
• Out the trenches, you ain't the trench coat Mafia.
• And this ain't revenge of the nerds you fuckin' amateur.
• That is fucked, wrap it up now man I've had enough.

• Find me where the bombs blow
• Holes in my foes still smokin'
• Killing enemies with choke holds
• Leave 'em with their wounds open
• Just to free them emotions.
• Then I flee to my barracks
• As the house of flying daggers,
• Like Jackie Chan on tabs of acid, I kill a snake then I climb a ladder,
• Trigger tounge is callous,
• With charisma by the gallons, so were not balanced
• I'm on point while you lack talent,
• I practice black magic,
• Plus im strapped with a bag full of gas and a packet of some matches,
• Not the safety type, raise up the Farenheight,
• You're goin' down like a motherfuckin' stalagtite,
• Snap it then I stab your spine, in the black of the night,
• Then turn your flesh back to life like I'm Frankenstein,
• I'm bad for your health like a jam in formaldehyde?
• Known as the medicine man, I kill the parasites.

• Be original
• Dont copy this material
• Use your own voice and make sure its lyrical
• You know you did it right if the kids like to mimic you
• Brush to the wax
• thats how we do/Thats how we bring the image through

• Try'n to recite what I rap
• You might catch a ripped jaw.
• Lines cut with precision just like a jigsaw.
• Lyrics hidden like dug shit dig to be sure
• I keep the underground up, like the Earth does with its core.
• A term support, try'n stab me in the back
• Its a fact you won't win like our troops in Iraq.
• My crews not a single brain, like a wolf pack
• Or you buy this gun kickin' off screamin' move back.
• Fuck these rich kids try'n rap straight pills
• How they act, but I've never heard a real word in a single track.
• Doing facts like I'm building a case
• What I put in her mouth for the next week you'll taste its flow.
• I can't wait so I choose to embrace
• Why you full of fake love, like you're two in the face.
• Confused in the race, try'n to make noise
• But your playing days are over
• Like an athlete when he takes drugs.

• To raps like a loose grip
• Neckin' the new shit.
• They said that my style's a bit fruity so i juiced it
• Do bondage with the track
• And slap heads with the truth's whip.
• Pay so much mind to the track you think I'm too skitz.
• From the year of the tiger, the mind rider
• Penetrate the track so even your girl feels it inside her.
• Out of place like cider in a posh bar
• And kids are sellin' now
• But they'll get toasted 'cos they're pop-tarts.
• I'm off the chain like a broke bike
• Spit shit you wont like
• If you're hyped and you're beat, worn out
• Screamin' I'm so tight.
• 'Cos me man I'm more chill
• Follow this small world.
• I smoke the peace pipe, while I spit lyrical war skills.
• Most rappers gurn hard, like they took four pills
• Cube faced needs space 'cos he wasted he ain't ill.
• They're sick if you mean dying and most of 'em keep tryin'
• But they can't see me like the the room im gettin' high in.

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