Foreign Beggars, Anik, Grim Finsta - One-Take lyrics

We are not asked that the rules
Of the game should be modified
But, if anybody likes to play rough
We can play rough too

Who keeps the verse shining like
The break of dawn?
Metropolis, sick no matter what break I'm on
Synonymous with Orifice, bringing it on
Like cheerleaders in a wack flick that
Should have been a porn
True, I'm a sick bredda
You should call me diseased
Move through weak MCs like SARS in Chinese
And bras, pry them open with a crowbar
What, I wasn't sober - met her in a Soho bar
Yeah it's over, like Claire Short's career
I put thoughts to prayers
The weight of my words
That's a deep cross to bear
Crew in this, villainous acts


Habitual rap business addicted to
Trying to live it through
Find out from Nonames
Begging on foreign terrain
We don't play no games
The inky blue-black verse that
Stain your vein
And leave the rhythm tagged up like
My name on the train

Too many breddas on my job
I guess I hold weight
So when we roll tape, it's over in one take
Shake battle masses like an earthquake
Make 'em wonder why they came
Out in the first place

Es ist kaum zu fassen
Was für'n Sound wir nach draußen lassen
Wir sitzen hier und rauchen
Massen zwischen lauten Bässen
Der Sound is' Massive hier mit
Und das ganze in 'ner anderen
Sprache pas de probleme
All day we're blazing Po
And now we're getting late for the show
But that's already fucking ages ago
Now take off your clothes
Cos it's getting hot in this
We got Orifice, Mr Gray Nichols
Hoik and Metropolis
Most people feel the need to impress
I just got the steez
I carry em deep in my chest
And yo, heads ain't ready for heavy lines
I testify
I keep it steady though life is messy in SE5
You were petrified
When I first stepped on the scene
But, you don't even matter to me
I manifest a state of mind of me
Myself and I
And space and time when I phrase my rhymes

Too many breddas on my job
I guess I hold weight
So when we roll tape, it's over in one take
Shake battle masses like an earthquake
Make 'em wonder why they came
Out in the first place

Yo, you're tongue-tied like rappers
In a wack battle
Track, smack or jack a whole
Truck-load of man cattle can grapple
Man I wouldn't talk if I couldn't walk
(stupid dork) fronting like a priest when
You're cooking pork
You're fucking caught looking dumb
With your pants down the fact is, blud
You're looking like a damn clown
You're steady trembling
Stuck in a rut with ten of them
Cluckin' and spit deafen 'em
Raps with mad adrenalin
Man i can't remember when we had it so bad
It's like my world's caving in
Game over - low hand
I seek to represent my destiny
I can't believe my luck
I feel my soul seeking peace
But, I'm weak as fuck i need to break from
These chains and shackles
Head games, mad brehs trying
To take and tackle, what?
But, I'm about to get what's naturally mine
Mind is searching for the truth
Moving backwards in time

Too many breddas on my job
I guess I hold weight
So when we roll tape, it's over in one take
Shake battle masses like an earthquake
Make 'em wonder why they came
Out in the first place

We keep it rough you guys are too even
Fags need a bad black and blue beating
Kind of stranger like who's Steven?
Dude it's hateful when you speaking
New words and new meanings
The second son of a drunk
Man from New Zealand
Like my forefathers, my crew's region
Germany, France even to Sweden
Bring the fumes on yo to the room ceiling
A bad time to resume breathing
Your fucking brains are too tiny to see them
I hate to use my true feelings
Bitch I'll beat you for no reason
Had hurt you
A sling shot, an arc of a heart circle
We're ill if you dudes noticed
Ten thousand men just a few focussed

Too many breddas on my job
I guess I hold weight
So when we roll tape, it's over in one take
Shake battle masses like an earthquake
Make 'em wonder why they came
Out in the first place
Too many breddas on my job
I guess I hold weight
So when we roll tape, it's over in one take
Shake battle masses like an earthquake
Make 'em wonder why they came
Out in the first place