Braintax - Cobblestones lyrics

(Verse 1) We're seeping up from the under The low life's storm with blue thunder My brains a true believer what my mind still wonders We get busy building like the 18th track Reinforce and break out With improved snare snaps Not about twisting my slang, doing my thang I'm doing my thing; most of you bark but don't sing Parallelograms to my flying off at tangents Handle breaks split, then cole drum kick People think it's kind of weird how I don't talk sh** I react, but my thoughts Braintax with true grit If you're looking for survivors here, you can look at me Compulsive learner, so come on throws the book at me I stay hard, matter of fact stay in the school yard Rappers past 20 need to stop playing the retard Your joey deacon lines with key words missing Your hard rock styles got you believe'in what you written Check the mirror, and talk about the things you see Hold a mirror up to live and talk about what free We can freestyle forever, whatever, im all for it But don't be saying rhymes you just invented in the toilet In the back of the club Personally I don't like shows A crowd full of critics, dissect your every gimmick I'm still here having a productive year Trying to keep these British rotters, this and thater's, outta my ear So go and tell somebody in the flesh im fresh Cause I'm what's left once you lose the mole and the guess (Verse 2) See when you tell a lie a lot of people see right through it Im the opposite of light, respite, I don't do it You know me Im northern down south on the low key You might hate the way I don't front , my vocals all me These MC's must be deaf with an a If they think they representing themselves in what they say They represent faraway It's a joke, but don't start it Everybody knows you can't sell ice in the artic, so hold that Thought for a sec like suicide You little thugs You boys are sweet wrappers/rappers from litter bugs And worst still underneath my favourite kicks Clinging on because you got no soul, your just thick You'll be gone soon But for now you're irritating in the mix Only thing I hate more beneath my feet is dog sh** that your dog did And as for that I don't do bids I move like Height Williams vids your all lids I'm base tones I can't wait for them videophones, so we can battle face to face While my mate's case your home Ya know me I'm only what you think you are (Whilst your start in a rut tryna be a superstar)