(No Ratings Yet)pfront MC of Split Prophets fame recently released his second EP, Sound of Evolution. Upfront again reminds us just how well Split Prophets are doing at the moment, with 8 tracks that tackle their dominance of the scene to dealing…
VERSE 1:
UPFRONT MC
- Been in the public eye for a couple of months now
- A group of sick spitters coming with one sound
- That gets bumped to your Mum’s house
- A studio flat sittin’ with skunk out
- Bet you never knew that we’d grow fat
- Chewin’ this ????
- It’s nuts how
- Now you can travel the world in a sentence
- And get hated on and dissed by some people before you have met them
- But I’ll keep going and pursuing for a while yet
- We wild Tec shot people
- Like stompin’ on a child’s head
- Money shouldn’t be the motivation to make music
- Though fakes use it
- We make ‘em stop moving like brake fluid
- I fell in love with the sound of hip hop hearing the greats do it
- Not a bunch of pricks that aim for fame through it
- Straight shit dribbling insignificant script mimicking lyricists get kicked till their kids missing limbs
- When I spit glistening lyrics that split the wigs of a critic and any person, in short: this is big isn’t it?
CHORUS:
- Say what you wanna say
- Do what you wanna do
- Cause at the end of the day we’re here and we’re coming through
- Hate if you wanna hate
- Screw if you wanna screw
- But at the end of the day we’re bringing you something new
- Spray what you wanna spray
- Choose what you wanna choose
- Cause at the end of the day we’re here and we’re coming through
- Sleep if you wanna sleep
- Boo if you wanna boo
- But at the end of the day we’re bringing you truth
VERSE 2:
UPFRONT MC
- Still sometimes shocked at the way that it’s moving
- We’re making tunes and doing videos that people are rating when viewing
- Murkin’ shows, clothes, burning EPs on CDs
- Hip hops a game, we’re pursuing, ain’t no way that we’re losing
- Coming with chat that sounds mentally unstable
- So eventually we’ll make you grow nuts like we’re bred to be AWOL
- Takin’ shots at ???? and steady your aim dude
- Cause I’m ready to bake you like an edible cake, I’ll chew
- Before spitting out the rapper with fake tunes
- If they claim truths in their fake views
- Make no mistake
- Who’s gonna drain rooms at their brain tubes when I spray booths
- Hope it ain’t you
- I bust with a mic in my hand like masturbating on stage, it’s
- A craftsmen with a brain sick like a man with a plague is
- So best to cancel your playlist, find this CD and play this
- Split Prophets on the move now, no way you can change it
CHORUS
VERSE 3: D.GREEN- I take a pull of my spliff and excel on my enemies
- The thoughts of a girl in my sentences, eventually
- You’re blown away when we click, load and spray
- You didn’t note the stage was on cause you’re slow mentally
- We keep it live like a pylon
- Moisturise dry songs
- That’s right, the bad’s strong
- Epic when we write songs
- Package ‘em up with some ravenous fuck
- Fakes try imitate but what they’re lacking is us
- So, we’re back on this rapping ting
- We find the formula
- In the lab for six weeks on beats and tore it up
- So the talkin’s done
- Banging out your speakers
- Slanglin’ loud in the red zone
- You dead clones’ heads blown
- From the peach ???
- Are you best known
- Your CD didn’t get repeated
- But your number got deleted
- I knew you were weak from the get go
- My bredda said so
- Who the fuck comes in a nightclub with fucking headphones?
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