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(feat. Decompoze) [Senim Silla] Aite, we gonna get it this time For all the hip-hop fans out there [Decompoze] Plenty of 'em [Senim Silla] The TRUE hip-hop fans [Decompoze] Put your hands in the sky, Decompoze and Binary Star Hip-hop to its fullest The purest hip-hop, the purest form of hip-hop Decompoze...Binary Star...check it out [Chorus x2: Decompoze] If you'se a hip-hop fan, put your hands in the sky Cause as long as we around, hip-hop will never die It don't take a G.E.D. to figure out D-Compoze and the Star's what it's all about [Senim Silla] You say you keepin' it real, it sound more like you glamorized SongtexteBut what I do with mics, you can only fantasize Binary Star swing it like samurais See for yourself and tell me what you analyze Search and you'll find, these lyrics I design Be the greatest thing to happen to a button that rewinds My style's plenty Me without mics is like Luke without Force without MDs without 20/20 Vision, I see through your competition You might be fly, but I'm a hawk, you'se a pigeon My lyrical equipment like the stuff NASA got You shoulda, woulda, coulda like them seven astronauts You know you can't rock it, what you grabbin' for? Keep comin' at me with that bull, I ain't a matador I'm just a microphone metaphor specializer I blow your mind like a drunk driver with a breathalizer I recognize the fact that I'm so phat So when it comes to speech I'm an exerciser You in a wack crew and this is what you call terror You carry dead weight, you should've been a pallbearer [Chorus x2] [Decompoze] You disintegrate with time, you can't innovate a rhyme Wanna impress me, son, imitate a-mine I demonstrate the line that'll penetrate your mind Let me enorate how I'm gonna generate the shine That keeps you squinting twice, I'm fly like Vincent Price Disperse one first, your thirst like Quentin Ice With the, flow freakin', flip sines like cosecant My show's your rose beacon, when you know 'Compoze speakin' Step the me in, refereein' like it's "foul two" But I'll do a style you can't bear like Kyle Yoo Now you, is who I'm against, with the constant comments, the content of my consonance The consequence will be the first down like ten yards That's where I send hordes MCs I've been scored With my metallic D, I want my space in the galaxy So just remain calm like Mallaby [Chorus x2] [Senim Silla] Decompoze and the Star's, what it's all about [x2] Decom--decom--decom-- [Senim] You know it hurts when we come with the frequency, flagrantly [Decom] Frequently [Senim] Some similarity [Decom] None can't compare with these poetries [Senim] Overseas or locally [Decom] Luckily [Senim] I like my rhymes syrupy, thick, rich, and buttery [Senim] And put 'em over hot tracks to make your mouth watery [Senim] But if you bother me [Decom] I'ma bend that ass like sodomy [Senim] Love the love, Dezowsky, the prodigy [Decom] My delivery [Senim] is lyrical assault and battery [Senim] Consider me the mystery [Decom] You couldn't solve [Senim] How my styles evolved [Decom] How my crew evolved [Senim] You wack crews is off on the microphone [Decom] In my acid [Senim] But as it [Decom] Turns out, you was pushin' up +Daisy's+ [Senim] 'Cause my +Dukes+ was +Hazzard+ [Decom] King of the swing [Senim] The rain was forecasted [Decom] My style's a bad apple [Senim] In your basket [Decom] Cause I spoil the whole bunch of MCs rotten [Se+De] So they'll be remembered as forgotten [Chorus x2] [Senim Silla] Decomposin' the stars, what it's all about [x4] Aus Songtexte Mania