Jase Beathedz, Drapht, Ciecmate - Rat Race lyrics

Here to make our mark
It's Ciecmate, Jase and Drapht

"In strange ways, life twists and turns"
"You might fold under the stress
So God bless"

We move under moonlit skies
With a truth that's refusin' to die
(Refusin' to die)
We move with illusions of life
With the proof that a few will survive
(That a few will survive)
Accused of abusin' the music
Seduce every human that tunes in
(The humans that tune in)
A moon in the Sylla Squad fusion
Producin' this new revolution

The genеral of this degeneratе rat race
A slave to this rap game
Forced to get this track laid down
Battle-axe background, smacked down
Traitors from your cabbage patch town
Step into this trash mound's
Vermin, the hermit's packed, no turnin' back
Just wait!
("Hello, yep") We just confirmed you're wack
Burn your black gear every time
I'm spittin' these raps
You'd be concerned like the Germans
If Hitler was back
Witness the baptism of life that
This rat's given tonight
From raps, rhythm and the wisdom of heights
Beyond this land
I'm blessed by the strongest man
That strikes from above like
The viacong in there
(Up in the trees) D rapht
Is down for the cause still broke
My only payment is the sound of applause
A mountainous force
Countin' the fuckin' corpse on the pavement
Lettin' me walk all over you
Like alligator made into footwear
(Come on) Look there (Come on)
What's underground and who fuckin'
Took you there? (Come on) look here
If you ever think that you could track me
It's like a girl, bruv, it's the Apache
Check it

We move under moonlit skies
With a truth that's refusin' to die
(Refusin' to die)
We move with illusions of life
With the proof that a few will survive
(That a few will survive)
Accused of abusin' the music
Seduce every human that tunes in
(The humans that tune in)
A moon in the Sylla Squad fusion
Producin' this new revolution

The voluntary travel blood victim
Sick and tripping
Prone to addiction, no known convictions
Reality's the only home I live in
I roam the road I'm given in this
Race of rodents and go the distance
So fuck your runners up, I finish first
Deliver blows below the belt to
Hit 'em where it hurts
You see, I don't play fair
The most cunning cunt in daycare
Would've done the world a favour
If I had've stayed there swear I never left
Still a kid at heart with
A smart click of art
Driven kings livin' in the
Bitter parts of industry
My infantry hit with imagery
Till our effigies hang on the walls
In the halls of infamy
Where they're meant to be
You can try to censor me
But, I've got a strong tendency to not listen
And stir the pot till the plot thickens
While suckers scramble to get the key
My specialty is lock picking

We move under moonlit skies
With a truth that's refusin' to die
(Refusin' to die)
We move with illusions of life
With the proof that a few will survive
(That a few will survive)
Accused of abusin' the music
Seduce every human that tunes in
(The humans that tune in)
A moon in the Sylla Squad fusion
Producin' this new revolution

Towns corrodin' from this rodent epidemic
A street fighter, my fist loaded like fennecs
A menace to society, a renegade underlord
Run and rort on any fuckin'
Clown that will come before d rapht
A hundred-war criminal with minimum funds
A pinnacle
Run my mouth with subliminal tongue-twistin'
Messages for pessimistic people
I never said we're equal
You're a sedative and I'm
A fuckin' lethal injection
A see-through complexion, a poltergeist
Cold as ice
Only be controlled by the solar Christ
Roll your eyes, what
What? Who are you to me?
Clayton fuckin' Bennett? Kid
You're holdin' no immunity
So watch out (Watch out) for the whole of SBX
And drop down
(Drop down) We roll together to the death
Till there's nothin' even left
Leavin' every man behind
The only competition are the sounds of time
(Haha)

We move under moonlit skies
With a truth that's refusin' to die
(Refusin' to die)
We move with illusions of life
With the proof that a few will survive
(That a few will survive)
Accused of abusin' the music
Seduce every human that tunes in
(The humans that tune in)
A moon in the Sylla Squad fusion
Producin' this new revolution

In this rat race, we're movin' up
In this game, yeah, we're movin' up
(Movin' up)
In this rat race, we're movin' up
We're still the same but we're movin' up
(Movin' up)
Pick up the pace in this rat race (Rat race)
Keep up the faith in this rat race
(Movin' up)
Pick up the pace in this rat race (Rat race)
Keep up the faith in this rat race
(Movin' up)

"In strange ways, life twists and turns"
"You might fold under the stress
So God bless"