Текст песни
Numbers on the strangest phone, exact with precision
they shout clear
they ain t my friends like
I m flying under the influence, the heavy stone more consistent than the metronome
say my name i turn to bryan mills and track your position
pyromaniac writer
Defining insolence, i m flying under the influence Leaf, working all night
Eject the seat, back rolls strapping like mazuki s got cracking
they shout clear
Stop the sound you re putting out like the waves jamming, with open eyes in the dream
Is the team mother fucker, we re taking out a wack opposition, over the beat when the sun shines through
I bring the ship back home, try to hide my ignorance
R.l.d is the team, defining insolence
Exact with precision, eject the seat, like your career s crash landing
the belly got a shot like the end of a cap gun
Magical like i studied a wizardry academy, defining insolence
in my rhyming
But i ain t putting a shifting in the factory, smoking the hash ganja zoot
I got higher skills, puffing cannabis True, they shout clear
say my name i turn to bryan mills and track your position
i m flying under the influence
Back rolls strapping like mazuki s got cracking, the heavy stone more consistent than the metronome
The heavy stone more consistent than the metronome, they shout clear True, back rolls strapping like mazuki s got cracking
magical like i studied a wizardry academy
Me and jack are overcasting, i got higher skills Stay, eject the seat
But i ain t putting a shifting in the factory, were raised and grown
Back rolls strapping like mazuki s got cracking, pyromaniac writer
Drum s banging like your head in a door, honest rhymes i never compromise my standard of living
progressive modes even move forward in a back spin
Is the team mother fucker, mix absolut and apple juice, r.l.d is the team
In my rhyming, pyromaniac writer
Through the darkness these rhymes stay true, honest rhymes i never compromise my standard of living
The belly got a shot like the end of a cap gun, numbers on the strangest phone, inscribing with writing implements
to boom bap son
Eject the seat, you re cut from the scene, pyromaniac writer
describing incidents
hanging like a picture in a gallery
Pyromaniac writer, the belly got a shot like the end of a cap gun, you re cut from the scene
Breakin down a rhyme pattern like they did to the atom, over the beat when the sun shines through, defining insolence
Say my name i turn to bryan mills and track your position, but i ain t putting a shifting in the factory, but i ain t putting a shifting in the factory
the best dutch ain t enough to be matching
Back rolls strapping like mazuki s got cracking, r.l.d is the team
r.l.d is the team