Northern Touch (feat. Kardinal Offishall, Choclair, Checkmate And Thrust) Songtext

Choclair comin' down with the northern ticki-touch bicki-baby!

Misfit (of the Rascalz):
Check the lingo, we spread throughout the atmosphere.
So distinctive, no other style comes near.
So when you hear, you've got to peer over the ledge to get a glance, to know who is the man with the talent.

Red 1 (of the Rascalz):
Flippin' the words like my body on the apparatus.

Misfit:
Skies the limit so we're bound to break through the stratus.

Red 1:
With these rhymes that are classic.

Misfit:
Forget the fads or the fashions,
step in some make on the microphone.
Red 1:
Aiyo, world domination the base of the foundation, no time wastin'.

Misfit:
Firewalk, we trailblazin'.

Red 1:
Burn to the next destination.
Flexin' on this world exploration,
teamed with the best in the nation.

Misfit:
Yes, and who that be?

Red 1:
Custom designed fine rhymes into salary.
All the way from T-dot to the

Rascalz:
Van-City all-stars, rude boys freak you like a fantasy. Word up!

Choclair:
Yes. From the northwest. Van City. T-dot. On desi-uh. (looped over each other)
I like chillin', Monday Night Raw watchin'. Me and Danny O at the Skydome when it's in town.
My peoples know, I just be regular, so haters start dissin'. But steady, recitin' my lyrics up with my dick in they mouth, they swallowin' talkin' 'bout they need some oxygen.
People need to know Choclair don't move in no slow-mo, enter women like a gyno-collo-*ch-chsh*, dollars in fist now.
How you gon' feel when you see the six-triple-oh wheel start to peel, swamp dog appeal.
Y'all know the deal if you don't ask my man Y-Dog, he'll tell you circle rock the spot, T-dot.
Represents, let my northwest connects, Rascalz, that make the cash flows indeed.
Yo, I down the Goldschlager, big C puffed up. Choclair with the mouth colourful like the currency.

(Chorus)

Checkmate:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm runnin' with these villainous cats, sir.
Fly to die brah, kickin' it all about rapture.
You heard of killer cats like this, smooth dominatin' sessions, like hos get boxer when I'm flexin'.
Dillinger, runnin' up on you, so what you thinkin'?
I got rhymes like politicians, steady politickin'.
Stick and move, I don't age, yo I improve, then maximize my time like we fightin' in the spotlight.
A'ight then, who wanna battle, you must be trippin'? Whack niggas should be served an ass whippin'?
We fortify and get live with five niggas, then expand 'cross seas and over land.
Got people in Jamaica, Trini and London, Australia. I bring the soul to the front like Mahalia.
Curb style will make a nigga buckwild, cold flip and set trip, then I dip and that's it.

Thrust:
City's own stars, you know who we are, it's that notorious superstar.
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself, I know you up in here to release your delf.
So I'm frontin' with the loot while others got the wealth, I'm in the V.I., undetected like a stealth.
Girl you outta shape, simply you outta figure. Can I zoom zoom, lick a shot you pull the trigga?
Come see me honey, I'll show you something much bigger. When it's said and done you'll be like, "Ooh, that's my nigga."
Started from scratch, a baby blue eyed figure...
*EPMD sample*
She's a gold digger. Hard to kill figure, got juice you wanna swigga, we have an answer for them 'cause we there much bigga.
Thrust, a maker of a style that you wanna represent, present, in other words I pay the rent.
From the past to the present to the future, whatever suits you's all the same, this kid's got game.

(Chorus)