Fliptrix, Verb T, BVA, Leaf Dog - Reflections lyrics
[Fliptrix, Verb T, BVA, Leaf Dog - Reflections lyrics]
(Hello, Leaf Dog, you got that bar?)
(Jeheeze)
(Tears in your mind's eye
Reflection of your)
Yo, chilling in the foreign corner
Tryna find a quarter
Thoughts ripple like reflections in the water
Representative of the poor
But fuck law and order the mind taught ya
In time we'll try and force ya
Tempt a slug from a Porsche into a Corsa
And I ain't even called her
Like a broke car they tryna stall ya
If they fool ya, I ain't here to school ya
Just listen, no fees or admission
No tricks, no magician
On a mission with a bitch
That looks like an Egyptian
Spit non-fiction, sellouts we ain't mixing
With our calibre, from the sword of excalibur
Break your sound's limit like
Pushing the speed barrier
I have to laugh at ya
You're scared of the past
Not the few crumbs from the
Hourglass for the final dash
Me? I'm tryna get your granddad's vinyl stash
The work rate'll show you who's the
King when time has passed
A bag of regrets, a baggy of achievements
I'll take a pinch of each and wile
The fuck out for an evening
I'm just tryna add the seasoning
Salt on well push it for a reason
Cause we just believed in
This way of speaking
Could'a been a dick or been ya hero
It's just a gamble Casino
Without Robert De Niro
Then people started placing bets on
My gang of weirdos
And looking back they'll say we ran this
Keep it deep from where the beard grows
Many influences: people, substance abuses
Some good, some fucking useless
Keep it on the straight and zooted
Shit was sometimes stupid
Heads or tails sonic's booted out the door
We called for heads and put it all on music
Never know the heart-breaker 'til
You've been a partaker play the game called
Path-shaper, more points
Put your heart face-up and looking back
I'm just the keenest guy that's slack
That's putting glasto on the map if
You like Hip-Hop in your raps
I believed in my dreams
And I always had a plan got regrets
Tryna rearrange them like an anagram
Bullet-proof love to all the fam
That's always had my back
Now my kids are partly a reflection
Of the man I am they got their own path and
Don't need to follow mine
Anything they need though? I've
Always got the time
Life is how you spend time
And how you feed your mind
Life is who you inspire
Then what you leave behind
On reflection, it's easier to see the light
Than when you're in the moment
And you can't read the signs
You need the time, to heal your mind
Redesign past thoughts
See what you feel inside
The freedom of youth, the wisdom of age
I spent about half my life
Putting things on the page
Sitting, analysing, plus maybe
Fantasising, drifting
And I'm feeling like my hand is guided
Memories are so spectacular
Reflecting on the past
Yet we can't bring it back for ya
Fashion might've changed but the
Music stays classic
No synths, no lasers, no auto tune
Just straight bangers
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
We get the green, pick out the leafs
Flip the skin and roll it backwards
(Jeheezey) take a breath like an asthmatic
Then pop the flames off like we're volcanic
Never getting no reaction like a broke magnet
Cat's go crazy when we rap
Like we're holding catnip
Back in the day, I go to Brixton jam
Get in the club with a fake ID
Hit the open-mic and fucking smash it
Now I'm touring round the world
Marking off the atlas
Soon to take this shit galactic
Receiving what I wish
The future stays attractive
Walking down the train tracks at night
With a box of matches
You might not like to do that, frankly man
I find it magic
Got caught vandalising trains
I couldn't stop the habit
Court-cases, youth-offender work
It was so tragic
But it led to writing raps it
Was my rite of passage
Channel energies in new ways
Survive the madness
Staying true to my roots, never in the system
Not a victim, never listened
Did my own thing, I'm ecstatic
This my job, my life yeah
I'm forever rapping
That's the actions if you really
Wanna make it platinum
Dedication to the core's one
Love and real passion
Times past, and turn into history
What comes next, still remains a mystery
I look to the past, then onto the future
Reflecting on my memories
The heavy I salute ya
Times past, and turn into history
What comes next, still remains a mystery
I look to the past, then onto the future
Reflecting on my memories
The heavy I salute ya
(Jeheeze)
(Tears in your mind's eye
Reflection of your)
Yo, chilling in the foreign corner
Tryna find a quarter
Thoughts ripple like reflections in the water
Representative of the poor
But fuck law and order the mind taught ya
In time we'll try and force ya
Tempt a slug from a Porsche into a Corsa
And I ain't even called her
Like a broke car they tryna stall ya
If they fool ya, I ain't here to school ya
Just listen, no fees or admission
No tricks, no magician
On a mission with a bitch
That looks like an Egyptian
Spit non-fiction, sellouts we ain't mixing
With our calibre, from the sword of excalibur
Break your sound's limit like
Pushing the speed barrier
I have to laugh at ya
You're scared of the past
Not the few crumbs from the
Hourglass for the final dash
Me? I'm tryna get your granddad's vinyl stash
The work rate'll show you who's the
King when time has passed
A bag of regrets, a baggy of achievements
I'll take a pinch of each and wile
The fuck out for an evening
I'm just tryna add the seasoning
Salt on well push it for a reason
Cause we just believed in
This way of speaking
Could'a been a dick or been ya hero
It's just a gamble Casino
Without Robert De Niro
Then people started placing bets on
My gang of weirdos
And looking back they'll say we ran this
Keep it deep from where the beard grows
Many influences: people, substance abuses
Some good, some fucking useless
Keep it on the straight and zooted
Shit was sometimes stupid
Heads or tails sonic's booted out the door
We called for heads and put it all on music
Never know the heart-breaker 'til
You've been a partaker play the game called
Path-shaper, more points
Put your heart face-up and looking back
I'm just the keenest guy that's slack
That's putting glasto on the map if
You like Hip-Hop in your raps
I believed in my dreams
And I always had a plan got regrets
Tryna rearrange them like an anagram
Bullet-proof love to all the fam
That's always had my back
Now my kids are partly a reflection
Of the man I am they got their own path and
Don't need to follow mine
Anything they need though? I've
Always got the time
Life is how you spend time
And how you feed your mind
Life is who you inspire
Then what you leave behind
On reflection, it's easier to see the light
Than when you're in the moment
And you can't read the signs
You need the time, to heal your mind
Redesign past thoughts
See what you feel inside
The freedom of youth, the wisdom of age
I spent about half my life
Putting things on the page
Sitting, analysing, plus maybe
Fantasising, drifting
And I'm feeling like my hand is guided
Memories are so spectacular
Reflecting on the past
Yet we can't bring it back for ya
Fashion might've changed but the
Music stays classic
No synths, no lasers, no auto tune
Just straight bangers
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
We get the green, pick out the leafs
Flip the skin and roll it backwards
(Jeheezey) take a breath like an asthmatic
Then pop the flames off like we're volcanic
Never getting no reaction like a broke magnet
Cat's go crazy when we rap
Like we're holding catnip
Back in the day, I go to Brixton jam
Get in the club with a fake ID
Hit the open-mic and fucking smash it
Now I'm touring round the world
Marking off the atlas
Soon to take this shit galactic
Receiving what I wish
The future stays attractive
Walking down the train tracks at night
With a box of matches
You might not like to do that, frankly man
I find it magic
Got caught vandalising trains
I couldn't stop the habit
Court-cases, youth-offender work
It was so tragic
But it led to writing raps it
Was my rite of passage
Channel energies in new ways
Survive the madness
Staying true to my roots, never in the system
Not a victim, never listened
Did my own thing, I'm ecstatic
This my job, my life yeah
I'm forever rapping
That's the actions if you really
Wanna make it platinum
Dedication to the core's one
Love and real passion
Times past, and turn into history
What comes next, still remains a mystery
I look to the past, then onto the future
Reflecting on my memories
The heavy I salute ya
Times past, and turn into history
What comes next, still remains a mystery
I look to the past, then onto the future
Reflecting on my memories
The heavy I salute ya