First Things First
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let me detect the first notes of disrespect
and redirect your context to introspect
on who this:
the metaphour ladies and gentlemen
i'm creating legends when
i get up on the mic to represent
Raw Deluxe Collective and unsettle them
who need to be upsetted,
so i spit and hope you get it
while i'm recording all my efforts on this record
and i try to bring some credit
to a scene that's just pathetic,
just forget it or regret it
if you think you got a skill and want to test it
for crying out LAOOOWD!
i'm Rocky Lionmouth
the ill majestic,
RDS deliver freshness
and hating wack emcees start getting restless
when this cat makes - his dopest entrance
been quite silent for some time
but been planning on my music since nineteen ninetynine
ninety eight was like the warning
like the spicy smell of napalm in the morning
i see your corny
carbon copied
type of style that you're popping
everytime you're on the mic: you better stop it!
acting all hard
claim to be a gangsta but all you wanna be is god
represent some fake kind of hardcore
i want more
than the stereotype you claim to be
and claim that you were born to be emcee
but none of your shit is yours: FOOL
appriciate poethics from the oldschool
to find out what the words meant
not just applauding when i'm bent
but i do that too
cuz a thing done well is a thing that i respect
but now i'm guessing
that most people want to hear my message
to all of you from the deep of me
either get original or stop callin yourself an emcee...
PEACE
//Meta*4 AKA Rocky Lionmouth of 98, Raw Deluxe Shit