1200 Techniques

1200 Techniques - Where Ur At lyrics

Your rating:








Nfamous - step, step, step, step, step, step, step up!





Caught between a rock and a hard place

Nfamous, rock the mike and fill up the bar space

A car chase couldn't match the adrenaline, that we're sending them

And haters who talk shit, me not befriending them

Me not defending them, too busy ascending them

They lacks in like albinos lack melanin

Ventolin, couldn't help them catch their breath

I got bored waiting for them so I soared ahead

Now each tread is made, on pavement we laid

To reach the next stage, the pavement is grey

But hey! We're not in it for the checks

We do it for the love, respect

The cause and the effects we get from

Fatter beats, fatter rips, fatter matter of subject

To free your mind state, man there's nothing above that

Now wind the clock back, when it came to urban music, radio and then rock that

But now they're playing local hip-hop acts, it's even on the tellie

Coast to coast, it's got to grow steady so I'm ready

To boast the most or get spiritual hope

Cause hip-hop's a mind state, not an area code





From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west

Come on everybody, go off, a go off

I said it's not where you're from, it's where you're at

1200 put the boogie in your body bag





Lyrics are my language, my ink stains canvas

I study syntax in my world map atlas

Looking up foreign cities and towns

New borders we got to cross to rock these crowds til they're

Bouncing to the rhythm we delivering

Announcing it god given like everything

Blast the pop critics who think we're pretending

When we give our heart to the art, spill it now he no billing

Peril: Yeah we gave blood for them!

Oh yeah, you know it man

And after the show, we stay around and say hello to them

Meeting new peeps that we never met before

Crowds that once stared now cheer for more

We've been booed at hits, we've been swooned and kissed

We've copped it all, we're not new to this

The future is, unknown but we've got to grow

Cause hip-hop's a mind state, not an area code





From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west

Come on everybody, go off, a go off

I said it's not where you're from, it's where you're at

1200 put the boogie in your body bag





Hey all around the world there are people like me

Loving hip-hop renegades and sanity

From Aotearoa to Iceland to Ecuador

Aboriginal, Japanese, German, French, what's more?

Nations at a battle, separated by a war

Their kids connect over friendly battles on the floor

No money to go out when staying indoors

Trynna build a fat beat like you've never heard before

Constructing rhymes to bust the mind, oh!

In destructive times we're got to find goals

1200 Techniques started with nothing at all

Now we're onto LP number 2, on tour

The evidence is when the youth of New York

Created different elements and they travelled abroad

All the way to Aus, touching our souls, it shows

Hip-hop's a mind state not an area code





From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west

Come on everybody, go off, a go off

I said it's not where you're from, it's where you're at

1200 put the boogie in your body bag





Clap your hands everybody

And everybody just clap your hands

Australia, clap your hands

South Pacific, clap your hands

Europe and Asia, clap your hands

And plus the Americas, clap your hands

Middle East and Africa, clap your hands

Well Ryde, clap your hands

Ahahaha










                   
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found