Dutch Ma**ive - Fahrenheit 813 lyrics

(Intro: Celph Titled) What we've come across here is something That most of y'all don't know about So if we promise to let you know what the deal is Y'all got to promise to listen (Chorus: Majik Most) Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo Check that degree Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo, yo Check that degee Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo, yo Check that degee Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo Check that degee Check that degree (Verse 1: Dutchmasive) Area code, octo uno tri Faherenheit Swamp land, palm trees subparadise No need for subways, we roam the city bus Biodome a building block, walkmans are a must I thrust attached to the back of a determined reptilian Mad as f** always dissing Floridians Flood water is serious, snap the neck of most tourists The vocals from a tropic state emcee can be poisonous Avoid the underground railroad at 88.5 Or F-L-A hip hop broken down in the hive I'm a strive making water aqua district you abused in Not every southern melody you hear is booty music I'm a run through sh**, yo, Bay sound record my voice I'm a be an Everglades emcee, I have no choice f** a coast, Dutchma**ive represent where alias My residency is TPA, it's like society of intelligence (Chorus: Majik Most) Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo Check that degree Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo, yo Check that degee Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo, yo Check that degee Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo Check that degee Check that degree (Verse 2: Majik Most) As I spit the prefix, all eyes transfixed To the first tribe with archives Advisers step up, amped up Focused on my abnormal growth Progression progression as hip hop moves on Medal back support placed for torque I stand strong through the Farenheits Majik Most grabs the mic Reveal my inner talent Reign violent in your sector Perfecter of the sound Projects visions legendary I carry the devastation to your face In the place to be, my city represents me The most elevated, but located below sea level Uplifted peninsula, swung from east to west Strike the country with humidity, swiftly Sweaty back ba*tard from the 8-1-3 Emcee or monstrosities Blasting adrenalin while Cramtroniks Backspins with four arms Emerging from his abdomen (Chorus: Majik Most) Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo Check that degree Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo, yo Check that degee Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo, yo Check that degee Check that degree Fahrenheit 8-1-3 yo Check that degee Check that degree (Verse 3: Unknown [Not Celph]) I de-grit my teeth and rip my chords at sound receivers Make sure I shine for stage perceivers Make doubting n***as become believers Create an irreversible friction without holding heat Packing a 44 centimeter blade in liquid concrete Silent, suffocate off of the salt water concentrate Of this whole tropic state I'm inclined with 8 hundred and 13 sonic calisthenics Magnificently harmonistic in this song That since we fixed, asphyxiation Construct 50 foot needles on every building top So all you big timers can never sleep on Tampa hip hop Foundations get broken as my language is spoken Bet you can take that as a token, when I get you open I.E. the next time you hear the vibrations Within my voice box, the game plan is Cyclops Only one way that you can see me Reincarnating, try your best of being me Equilibrium's the balance of the mind And silence of divine