Blu, EXILE, Gappy Ranks - Troubled Water lyrics

Live and direct in a living color
The revolution will be televized
And all who doubt it will show respect
And all wise words will be memorized
Blazing, blazing fire
Calculated and standing tall
Blazing, blazing fire if I fall

Wash up your body, time to shine and glisten
Grind illest, yo I was slipping
I'm divine by design
We kick rhymes from the mind’s prison
Vibe, listen, kick back, chill
Get in the mood again
The music is the uniting force
You feel the grooves
We spinning riddims and rhythms
Really ripping the shit we kicking
My nigga this isn't a gimmick
This is the real shit, feel it
Leave it to critics to catch feelings


Raps collapse buildings when I rap
I got the blueprint map for billions
Maximillion, back to back brilliance
Word to uncle Willy
I'm silly as Saul Williams
Killing ’em whether millies or
The semi automatic cats is bout to catch it
You could bat with a Ted Williams average
And I got a cat, duck and pitch
Pass it and spit a classic

I'm finna clap it if he don't have
It by the time he rap or
You can sign to the fine line backwards
Shit won't matter, shit go platinum
There go half your talent
You never battled, you are not a rapper
You can't even get it back
You just wack and wish you
Had your man's manager
You need a band and a helping hand
And a grant after you rap
And as soon as you land, you got a plan
Blu got a ton of 'em
Ideas, concepts, and hookups
You rubbing me the wrong way if my
DJ ain't cutting a hook up
Fuck do you see when you look up me?
B-L-U and you can add the E, Exi-L-E, word up

Live and direct in a living color
The revolution will be televized
And all who doubt it will show respect
And all wise words will be memorized
Blazing, blazing fire
Calculated and standing tall
Blazing, blazing fire if I fall

I wanna paint a picture, make a difference
Change the system, make a statement
Life is so amazing, even begging for a penny
Many never make it
Let alone still live at home
I can’t get out my basement
Banging speakers, blaze the reefer
We just speak a language you bob
Your head to and listen
And listen, this is religion, praise God
He got some rhythm
Hit ’em with the knowledge
Wisdom understanding freedom
Power equal God, build destroy, born cyphers
Now look what we got, peace brother
Just some justice
To be busting back at a motherfucker
Who never gave you nothing
They just expected us to take they shit
I say they wanted to be blunt
And couldn't take the hit

I’m getting something from this journey
Send me out to sea and you can burn me
You can turn on me, put your burner on me
And I won't be nothing but a burned CD
Bumping inside someone's head
Humming my lyrics with a little
Kid up in their stomach
Ready to teach him to be something son
You could be a lyricist
You serious or you just be fronting, huh?
I'm busting spiritual lyrics
Miraculous like a magic trick
Rabbit's flip out my hat, I get action
Pinning my life is passion
Get on the mic and smash it
Flipping it like Mike Jackson
On the ass again i’m still black
I peel caps and spill raps like chill black
A ill cat don't get me contagious, just know
Saving a nation
Fruit's of my labor made back
In the slaves again
I master the craft then master
The record, I bust, you masturbate
The master ain't the master if
He get blasted away
I'm moving backwards to the east again
Eating apples, fucking with Eve again
Get it even 'cause evil men can
Never have true happiness anyway

Live and direct in a living color
The revolution will be televised
And all who doubt it will show respect
And all wise words will be memorized

So-so-so listen close to what I say"
We make waves, causing tsunamis
To your armies, splash-
Everybody in here (Listen close)
M-M-M-My flow is like the o-ocean

The congress of the United States
Versus the city of Compton
Think how to be great versus
How to escape nonsense
Constant gunshot, drugs by Johnson & Johnson
Get it higher
My grandma's attic with a bunch of addicts
Aggravated assault with a deadly weapon
I knew I was heavy handed
Didn't know I'd crack his skull
Pass the ball to the kid
With too many problems
'Cause he play the hardest
And stay the longest
When we at the park, I spark the long stick
And watch my problems blow out the window
Play that instrumental back to back
And let me rap
I got some shit to get up off of my back
Step back and put on the track
Lay down the raps to the wax like that
Now wind it back

This the crack for them kids
That don't do that
You know you wack if you can't
Play your tracks after my track
I'm after stacks, black, I got your respect
I got your back
I'm from the West yes, God bless the best
The beat just that right and exact
Fight titans like Tyson, biting my track
M bison's sliding attack, tied as
Tight as the raps, uh
Black man versus the Ku Klux Klan
With no gat, just two hands
But we ain't going back to that again
So-so-so listen close to what I say
We make waves, causing tsunamis
To your armies, splash-
Everybody in here (Listen close)
This ship sink nigga, I'm gon' walk on water
If I fall