Praverb the Wyse - Year of the Dragon lyrics

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Praverb the Wyse - Year of the Dragon lyrics

[Verse 1 - Knighstalker] Year of the Dragon – time of the beasts Arrival of steez – yeah I Knightstalk emcees Fight for the streets ‘n kick rhymes for the people Fly like an eagle ‘n my minds sorta lethal My thoughts gon' reach you ‘thru pure lyricism Foolin' the system, infusin' some wisdom The pool dat I piss in's called music business Mad rooms fulla losers ‘n foolish rich kids f**'em all, dis is sun-tzu, da art of war I come thru', krush grooves cause my bars are raw Drop j**els in the booth ‘n disregard the law Yeah I got more to offer- department store Me'n Pra goin' hard on this musical run Over loops ‘n sick drums produced by the One No one can f** wit this global Collabo It's smokin' ‘n your chokin'- rollin' tobacco [cuts by DJ Fejm] [Verse 2 - Praverb the Wyse] Boasting and bragging, bragging and boasting The year of the dragon, I'm casually roasting You and your crew, I'm laughing and joking Thought that I quit, the pa**ion awoken Bruce Lee, Tai Chi, the master is chosen Break bones, microphones have to be poached then Zen technique, Phil Jackson, I'm open Embryo, trapped, guess it has to be frozen P and Stalker, leave foes, battered and broken Broken and battered, cloak and a dagger Dwight Howard in the post, I boast that I'm badder Rim in hand, command, coast to coast, I'm a tracker Grind productive, no slacker, throw rappers Off of the building, these emcees catching feelings Immortal man, God-like, these dudes civilians Hands of God, got Holy Water, call it healing [cuts by DJ Fejm] [Verse 3 - Cira] I'm a flying dragon among the concrete Feedin' myself with a dope beat Scarin' yo a** , spittin' the blast Movin' too fast too be caught kid Kicks, drums, rhymes, calmness of Budda "when I move you move just like that?" like Luda Who that is? the Polish MC with tiger style No time to stop, serious rhyme sayer's on the spot (Polish verse) Jestem niespokojnym lotem smoka na blokach Zieje ogniem na niegodnie obmawiających Boga Ta, Bushido musi to dać, udusić , opuścić ten strach Ty leć do mamusi, kakao i buzi malusi chłopczyku idź spać Sprawdź, katana nacina ten banał, bo Cira tu dawał godzinę  I nadal ma siłę napadać na falę nachalnych i marnych kłamstw Suma prawd samuraja rozbraja patrz Hagakure Werbalne kyokushin-kan , machine gun i szybka kula Nie szukaj króla tu, ziemskie berła między baśnie Oriental , mental mind, 2012