Dalek
Dalek - Gutter Tactics songtekst
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Chorus: Gutter tactics backed with mathematics Acts to cause havoc Words weave with static Streets tattered Preachers turned addicts Knowledge subtracted Equation is Tragic (2x) I've had it with these half-assed kids, they ain't Ready son They talk all that shit, they already done. You ask who I is? One in a million. Intellect bred on Bricks that your feet is on Bet your breath that your text bounce off chest like Teflon, That's my word god! Misspeak, catch a left from this southpaw. Bleed histories of Mayan Kings and outlaws. Out-thought master strategists with quicker wit. Go toe-to-toe with the illest pugilist Chose to rip microphones Deliver iller diatribe I'd dissect KRS to ensure we survive Times desperate, culture infested. Can't rock original style with a template Memories cemented of where I first felt this Soul set to rest on C-ment Seen as deviant Designed as militant Blinded by my sun only see our silhouette Attack on all fronts. Chorus: Gutter tactics backed with mathematics Acts to cause havoc Words weave with static Streets tattered Preachers turned addicts Knowledge subtracted Equation is Tragic (2x) I've had it with these half-assed kids, Only concerned With material Inferior insight, rhymes superficial. Serial mental produce paragraphs for instrumentals Now isn't that simple? Lyrics aimed at temple Now who do I resemble? At window holding rifle... Attempts to stifle, Thwarted with assorted left and right fists. Only know to resist, as these situations shift Politicians lose grip on the multitudes and masses Explanations get graphic Ghastly acts occur regular They feed off the jugular Jungle warfare turned urban combat Conversations tapped, operations turned black. Too late to turn back Survival is how well we adapt to change in habitat The intelligence they lack Are the concepts we grasp Pains of our past etched in man's fiber History transcribed by hands of these liars. Chorus: Gutter tactics backed with mathematics Acts to cause havoc Words weave with static Streets tattered Preachers turned addicts Knowledge subtracted Equation is Tragic (4x)