Artists Over Industry

Nose To The Grindstone
[Chorus] Top secret nobody can see, we got secrets nobody believes Nobody but speech we zone off greez the high off the trees fly like the breeze The mind is the key, to unlock it, completely off the wall a little out of pocket nose to the grindstone, lets make a profit, were winnin with this process [Inkwell the Biologic] while pickin a pack of blunts to grab my mind was suddenly stabbed by something utterly sad kids these days are dying sole fact they wanna be bad of course they wanna see cash and never wanna be trash living below the richest class is a contradiction to gettin cash life is a trip you need to live it fast forget about constables and hospitals your obstacles are optical nothing stoppin you, youre unstoppable propelled by rocket fuel to rocket you to a dollar two we know you stop to do anything that could possibly profit you gawk at who doesnt walk like you or talk like you looks to me we're not at fault like you prejudging will be the fall of you you ought not do what you thought to do cuz I brought a crew who will walk you through the removal of all facts you thought you knew [Chorus] Top secret nobody can see, we got secrets nobody believes SongtexteNobody but speech we zone off greez the high off the trees fly like the breeze The mind is the key, to unlock it, completely off the wall a little out of pocket nose to the grindstone, lets make a profit, were winnin with this process [Windchill] staring at the sky star gazin my bars are amazin sicker than sars patients the hard way is the only way I know relaxin to a beat, puffin on hydro and my flow is sometimes hard to decipher like your brain after slaughtering yeager meister somebody tame this tiger lyrical navy sniper I'm crazy brighter than 80 lighters every page is priceless my mental device is nice in the midst of hype shit you found a crisis I'm crowned the nicest walkin the earth im that strange feeling you get everytime you walk into church gettin lost in my verse sure i'll wake up soon blackout in january, wake up june id dive in my verse but the waters too shallow admist the sun, I cast two shadows [Chorus] Top secret nobody can see, we got secrets nobody believes Nobody but speech we zone off greez the high off the trees fly like the breeze The mind is the key, to unlock it, completely off the wall a little out of pocket nose to the grindstone, lets make a profit, were winnin with this process [Inkwell the Biologic Verse 2] let me pick up where I left off on the isssue I think I convinced you that the superficial is a stupid principle too supercritical of peoples who dough is minimal who can't afford a pimpmobile, who livin day to day with little more than two dimes to pave their way they slave away to pay their way go to church on sunday to hear what the savior say hopin that one day the light will make its way to where they staked their claim reverse their nuerons infiltrate their brain and take their pain but until that day when they can finally say that the work is over and its time for play they pray thanking whoever for another day of beautiful weather stay true and try and make day two unusually better true happiness is in you, not what you do with your chedder or if you bruise your competitor quit chasin high priced replacements for spots in your soul that have always lied vacant, have patience, nah mean.. [Verse 2: Windchill] I'm only sixteen lines away from being divine/ should I remind even with stilts you guys only knee high/ only moments to reply defy laws of gravity when I speak mine evil takes over weak minds so we find no longer on a decline, although its a steep climb im a close encounter of each kind reflect on my life each and everytime speech shine the least I can give is an ounce of my soul cashing in on my huge mountains of gold emerged out the cold was seduced by the wind why do we cry at birth, we're produced from a sin try to find peace within everbody hates the pain artists over industry don't mistake the name unpredictable the same as rain artists over industry and thats our claim to fame [Chorus] Top secret nobody can see, we got secrets nobody believes Nobody but speech we zone off greez the high off the trees fly like the breeze The mind is the key, to unlock it, completely off the wall a little out of pocket nose to the grindstone, lets make a profit, were winnin with this process Aus Songtexte Mania