Accent - Emcee Sounds lyrics

Why go down? Fly more up
Don’t go now still go on
Let’s be proud of what we are

They call me the rapper’s rapper
Schoolin’ fools like pappa rappa the rapper
Wrappin’ rappers in wrapping wrappers
When I rap to rappers the rappers
Rather just wrap their raps up
When the rappers rap to the rapper’s
Rapper their raps get mad love
Love, l, l, l, love got me high when
I fly lke a d, d, d, dove
Way a b, b, b, bove my words flood, d, d, d
Dud
The rebirth of rap happen when I d, d, d
Does

It’s like

Why go down? Fly more up


Don’t go now still go on
Let’s be proud of what we are
& dream of sounds, emcee sounds

Music, rhyme, a poet’s voice
You’ll be fine, use vocal chords
In this life know it’s hard
But own your life & go, it’s yours

As I hit the ground running
Sound stunning, noun hunting, verb punting
I steal a base
Kick my kicks up & reveal my taste
Tunes on, smooth songs
You could feel the bass
From blue wrongs to huge throngs
How it heals my face
So this a much lighter shade than navy
Maybe baby
& a much higher grade than A be, crazy gravy
& so much of what I say’s amazing
I made your fav list
Graveless so I’m livin’ it up
Ageless, future earth gon be listening up
& whether you at work or
Out & sippin’ from cups
Addicted to drugs, shopping, pickin’ up stuff
Sick to your gut or loungin’ in
The crib with your son
Missin’ someone & wishin’ you
Could kiss ‘em again
Grippin’ a gun or peace marchin’
Vixen or nun
The difference is none, love is
This is for them, one
Five eleven I’ll be settling
For utter superbness
Superfluus wordage for others I
Mutter this service
From the gutter to burbs it’s
Liable to smoter your purpose
So breathe deeply
Easily while the youngster is swerving
I’ve seen dumpsters & vermin
Hustlers no permit's
Puffers of herbage, smugglers
Burglars & a hunger for murder
Others advert to urging brothers
To further themselves
Becoming younger learners
Taking the route of safe
& legal money earners
Ancient evils come to turn us in
The form of wicked media
Put all your tvs up &
Come explore this wikipedia
Make sure you’re taking what you’re seeing
On your screen with a
Giant bowl of salt it’s truth go
On & eat it up
But heat it up so it be steamier
Feedin’ us with bacteria
Seemingly backwards demons for deeming
My raps inferior
Sneaky attacks on each of us
Keeping us back it’s serious
Fiercely extracting tears from ducts
Merely attaching fear for fuss
They’re barely human
Can’t relate to the pains of the people
A scary nuissance but I’ve planted
My face to the peephole
& I hear their movements
All their plans are a shame & so lethal
So I’m weary to them
‘s all a scam & their aim is to keep you
Under their spell
Mind control is the way of the future
Welcome to hell
You’ll find your soul within
Fangs that’ll chew ‘em
In a dumpy jail the kind that’s cold
& the grates of a sewer
Are what shut your cell
‘d be nice to know but we stay in a stupor
They’ll try to scorch our source
Of knowledge as Bradbury said
But, I’ll die before I’m forced to follow
I’d rather be dead
They brainwash us with propaganda as
Orwell had put it
& the same’ll stop us from damag’n it
Winston surely couldn’t
The tralfamadorians were wrong sorry Vonnegut
No free will? That’s an excuse for
The horror that violence is
But Fanon’s right, it could work in response
& that’s not hypocrisy
As Heller’d written exists
In military beaurocracies

But honestly

How long, will this pain go on?
‘Cause, I ‘o’n’ ‘ow
If I could take much more
& is it far, ’til I make it home? Home