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We all know Wu Tang is for the children /
Who grip microphones like a fist full of spillikins /
Chillin’ on the island like Gilligan /
Sitting round a fire singing Michael Finnegan /
Set it off, bring it back to begin again /
A fan of Spike Jones, Spike Lee and Spike Milligan /
Strong Captains, ancient sea kings /
Moonlight glisten on a knuckle full of sovereigns /
At first light, he rise like a Gull Wing /
Mesmerising each and every pilgrim /
They might see him leap over Buildings /
Ducking through the alleyways and pummelling you weaklings /
Light reading, Gomorrah and Sodom /
Minds gone rotten and their Batty's all sodden /
This is Golem, Wise Man of Gotham /
Steady rocking, don't knock him, keep the rhymes interlocking, what? /
HOOK
What! No he ain't got a problem /
Saying that though, he flipping might if you want one /
While you're weighing up your options /
He tip the scales and obliterate your doctrine /
I dumb it down for you dur-brains /
Oomigoolie bird bust balls on the runways /
Yo I'm done with the fun phase /
Done with the L plates, done with the chump change /
Trail blaze while you shoe gaze /
Teleport thought, Star Gate on the landscape /
Tell Phantom and Mandrake /
Gordon's alive flipping words like a pancake /
As I Cascade cadence /
Unique turn of phrase over fresh beat arrangements /
Beats what Norse Gods made /
The gloves are off and it ain't for the handshake - SLAP! /
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Quit talking, the don gorgon /
Cook up a storm on a George Forman /
Bring your knife and fork and fill up your portion /
Blast X Clan at Gunung Padang /
Blaow! Kim Gordon in outer space /
Bomb Squad with an 808 /
George Doors, Beats in 4/4 /
Stuck in my oar, now they're all in awe /
The Golden man in the zone /
The rogue Conan known to hold his own /
Break bread with DOGON on Joe Rogan /
Hear the Vulcan with string theory imagery /
Demogorgon crawl through the moors /
Get slain by an iron born Lord of course /
Explore the shores up in North Japan /
Where they cloned Rodan and fucked up your programme /
The portal's open /
On Monster island, we multiply friend /
Whole clan in the sky like snowman /
Cloud nine rhymes from the dust we smoking /
Moon tan caveman toes half frozen /
You don't know me its locals only /
Full grown Mowgli all alone /
And leave speakers blown, whoa! /
HOOK
Quit stalling, They've all moved on /
You're a long time dead, they're a long time gone /
Creswell crags and the black Cauldron /
Clever clogs with your hydrogen bomb /
And Striped toothpaste /
Primates on the Golden Gate /
Lay waste to the human race, it ain't safe /
Yet Ape Shall Not Kill Ape, it's too late /
This is end of days, now you tempted fate /
Took centre stage with your pent up rage /
Don't Edutain or Entercate /
So who's gonna take the weight? /
Big up the man like me though /
Have a beer, have a go hero /
On the walkman, Eddie Van Halen /
Crash through your barn door dressed as a space man /
Waste man do one /
God Bless The Infesticons /
Broadcast songs to the back of beyond /
Stood upon a kiloton megalith in Lebanon /
Last charge of the vanguard /
Aswad up in Asgard /
Build bars like decoupage /
X large Eddy Fresh, Rocky V montage / 24
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It went Big Bang, yes fam, the universe burst /
And they sang of the return of the illest known man /
Shit hit the fan, got out of hand /
He rock gold-capped fangs and a brain like Krang /
So dank, there ain’t none better /
Rock flying cut sleeves, yo the arm-leg bredda /
Down for whatever, form like Doc Terror /
Power Extreme, you’re the human centipede /
Ooh, then he entered the room /
And made a pharaoh leap out their tomb /
To salute the Lord Flashheart of rap /
Kick truth to the youth, make your whole crew ease back /
Get slapped when they step from the shire /
Sink like wellybobs in a quagmire /
Get murked by the mic Heat Miser /
Rock a ski mask in June with a Vizor /
Live wire going over their heads
And into the red on the equaliser /
Spit that molten laver flow /
Too hot to freeze, to cold to hold /
Hey yo, your st-st-studio bods /
We’re Assyrian Gods who attack the block, what! /
Reign blood with flame and fire /
Conquer the game and your whole empire like POW! /
HOOK
Oi! He bring it heavy tremendous /
Spectacular pack a drum kit in the blender /
Whoever want the mic though remember /
Take one step closer, get a dislocated finger /
Maybe worse, MCs get their bubble burst /
Hit the North, rock a triple fat goose down /
Ride through town on a ghost horse /
Slap that Burger King crown from your dome without remorse /
The unhinged wordsmith /
Out of sorts, trail blaze with a blow torch /
Set a drift on a stack of burnt bridges /
Pig sick of these dimwits thick as pig shit /
They’re all flipping amateurs /
Keyboard warriors who hide behind avatars /
Spitting that diatribe diarrhoea /
Into an echo chamber, with delusions of grandeur /
Death to celebrity /
I’ll keep my integrity and total anonymity /
Autonomous, long Winter /
Won’t roll with a crew that’d want me as a member /
I ain’t down with your rap sound /
I’m underground like Japanese Knotweed /
True indeed - You’re foundations are shaky /
Believe you me I’ll pull the rug from your feet like Pow! /
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Oi! Let the record spin again /
Silver tongue Leviathan, keep the vibe Latvian /
Poseidon of East Riding /
From Tolkien to Wold Newton he be residing /
It could be said you’d be hard pressed to find him /
The Waldo of Rap until he came out of hiding /
Mind’s Eye blinded, shine like the sun /
Twin moon, Twelfth Planet, North star - all one, Rock on /
A spec of dust in the cosmos /
Bomb-Diggy concepts, life gets complex /
Council estate, Eddy Fresh to death /
Spec Diagnostics coming live from the Projects /
What? At least, that’s how it started /
He parted the seas and opinions divided /
The scene’s lopsided with fiends you know /
Keep your alibi tight and your frenemies close, like Yo! /
HOOK
Aeon Flux, Flash point paradox /
Parallax scrolling, procession of the equinox /
Poltergeist ninja bikes /
Unemployed Gods with the Box of Delights /
That’s right, they gifted it Pandora /
Who opened it up Bruv, guess what she saw? /
Vampire Fangs and a Kangol Furgora /
The Eye of Braxus and Reakwon Diadora /
Gorgeous, all this and more /
Like the Incal in tact and the Mount Owen Claw /
Of course, she accepted it gratis /
To show gratitude, updated her status /
You might know there’s a glitch in the Matrix /
Life without likes’ like living in stasis /
Or should I say, Sleep Paralysis /
While the secret of Isis is thriving on Sirius /
The earth planet is under new management /
Savage Gladiatrix bore the Mother of Dragons /
Grab ‘em by the talons, Daughters of Themyscira /
Shut the front door, the bust through with the broad sword /
War-torn wastelands, Ghost Lawns decimated /
Shield Maidens who walk with the ancients /
Illuminated, the virtue is patience /
Return like the Revenant with clairvoyant cadence /
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Each Peach pear plum, we're goin’ on bear hunt /
You ain't saying nothin’, Me I spit somethin’ /
Raw at the harvest festival /
With the head of a pumpkin, swing from the bunting /
Leguman Yellin' EAT YO VEGETABLES /
Run tings for the B-boy bumpkin /
Crash land in the Blue Lagoon /
Yo that's that dude from Ultima Thule /
Cocoon 2 in the infinity pool /
Alien Life Form, out of this world /
Electric Eels in my testicles /
They can't arrest us all so tell them to swivel /
Very Metal, Auf Wiedersehen pet yo /
Intercept like Scottie Pippen /
Big pimpin' at Dunder Mifflin
The Stool pigeon, Glue sniffin’ to Fu-Schnickens /
HOOK
Big head scientist adding up my minuses /
ever since a minor crack the coal face /
got a sex robot to tie my fat lace /
pesky little kids all about the place /
The Holistic Detective he cracked the case /
my satellite’s finding a next rum to chase /
changing every time while we move through space /
I'm changing all my atoms while we move through space /
The Iron Commando who’s coast to coast /
And rock the illest hand-styles on your post it notes /
It might float your boat, He might get your goat /
And eyeball your toes like what size are those? /
Bars so dope though they’re comatosed /
But it won’t make sense if it ain’t supposed to /
MK Ultra, La Vida Loca /
Slap coke out your nose bone doing hot yoga /
HOOK
Onside, into a game with no sliders /
Everybody's Got One your Soul Provider /
Rapid Eye Monster Alcopop cider /
kill I today You cannot kill I tomorrow /
Regulators, mount up! sniff your bug powder /
See you next Thursday lady love your flower /
Pepper seed Riddim slid in for more than hours /
Hit em where I get in but never seen Born Power /
Born physically in a Black Whole Sun /
Uno push up on your hands with the King Champion /
PMRC Rari Gari Haile Selassie /
words I might chant while I stomp on a nazi /
Digital Yahtzee spit dice in ice-tea /
spell my name properly sip it down slowly /
Phantom Flan Flingin’ like fans don't even know me /
Phantom Flan Flingin like fans don't even like me /
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Dude rose from the sewer like a mutant ninja /
Slap a zinger tower burger out your mouth like JENGA /
The heavy hitter verb spitter /
Lately under the weather, this too shall pass /
Dead Moon Night life, chief rockin’ a Death Mask /
Nothin’ to ponder, still you don’t get that /
Forget that, Young Blood trending on twitter /
With regrettable tatts and a bum-fluff moustache /
Yo! This old gimmer, ain’t bitter /
HomeBody, never better, scoff pineapple fritters /
Dad naps, Podcast blast, Netflix chiller /
All filler, no killer cos quitters are winners /
I’m clearing leaves out the gutter /
Bank holiday weekend, wield a hedge trimmer /
Sat on the sofa jumper covered in cat hair /
Stare through the Wall like a magic eye poster /
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Yeah Whatever, Interstellar Bushkiller /
92 salute, dude doing Vinyasa /
Flow like the Zambezi or a Nuddy pearl diver /
Going in like it’s time for me din-dins /
Shook hands with my past self, thanks for the ride /
I got it from here, wave goodbye to that old life /
Family heirlooms dumped by the roadside /
Hand-me-downs in the land fill, burn the will /
I made peace with the ghost watch /
Navigating potholes, props to my old pops /
Got the jitters, Slow your roll young buck /
Self-destruct yet still pull through in the clutch /
Make amends with them fair-weather friends /
Is it just pretend? Cos they make it look easy /
I need to find a new hobby /
I tried playing squash but the rap game needs me /
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Fly as Evel Knievel at Cape Canaveral /
I’m down here swimming in Lake Malawi /
Clouds drift by but keep it factual /
The Easter Beagle ain’t Supernatural /
Equilateral, Work the angles /
Peep the fractals, they dilated, /
Dress down Fridays, go commando /
And play one string on the willy banjo /
Quit your day job, keep it real though /
See your Nan Monday at Bingo /
Black lace, cell mates do the conga /
Agadoo, do what you wanna /
Anaconda, from Wakanda /
Swamp Donkeys in the wild blue Yonder /
The light Fandango, Pink Flamingos /
Real rap died but what would I know? /
HOOK
Procrasturbation, is where your day went /
Lower your standards and expectations /
Ignoramus, almost famous /
Don’t blame me though, blame the parents /
Mission statement, we ain’t got one /
OK - throw money at the problem /
Cro-Magnons in Triptych Temples /
Quantum Leap over instrumentals /
Corbelled Arches, fresh arrangements /
Backdrop spacious, feeling weightless /
Jim Rose Freak Show, Fitzcarraldo /
The Great Soprendo, the death of Jon Snow /
Rainbow Road and your own Nintendo /
Graf Da Bus Up with Danny Kendal /
Clubber Lang, man go the distance /
Sleng Teng presets, that’s some realness /
Strictly business, you're watching Strictly /
I'm Viktor Vaughn, you're the Vicar of Dibley /
They’re like “Who is he?” The Dungeon Master! /
I’m RastaMouse under house arrest now /
Done me best, but it’s a cold world /
Rock a K-Way cagoule, breeze through the Cotswolds /
Old school ’95, bump the Cash Money mixtape /
I’m Kendrick Lamar eating Kendal Mint Cake /
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It goes, Grand theft auto, G.O.T /
The sword and sorcery lifestyle calling me /
Barbarian Queen /
D&D, dwarves and debauchery /
Diggin’ in the crates /
ESG chop the head off the snake /
Conan and Kull, Kenan and Kel /
Cheech and Chong, on the wall of the citadel /
Lake Bell, lake Titicaca /
Heavy petting with the don dada /
Puget Sound boy, you're the Malaka /
Back pack rapper, no vibe, no stamina /
Rude Boy, My style's ragga /
Chupacabra Rocking Phat Farm,
Battle mic in the palm, don a black bandana /
Rattle can Poetry, blam up your manor /
Hardcore Spanish Montana /
Old school Deadpool chill in Chimichanga /
With the whole Apkallu /
Lahmacun on the platter then scatter /
Ankle Dagger, Crawl through savannah /
Uncle Mick with the rough neck Swagger /
(Raasclaat) It don't even matter /
You ain't a Martyr, just blew them apart /
Yo Slartibartfast, trousers half mast /
Under the skin go deep within /
Hell for leather, same old shit /
Well, it still don't get no better, than this /
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We connect Astral project’ like ESP /
The psychic community voices talk to me /
Project Blue Beam /
Don’t cross the streams, X-2, 3 Wolverine /
Squadron Supreme /
Rose to the top like bubbles in your soda stream /
I D:Ream of Genie /
Stage 5, Paranormal activity /
Afterlife for Atheists /
Read some shit, dunno what to make of it /
Valley of the shadow of death don’t phase me /
They all crazy, the Craigslist naturist /
A Young Charles Xavia /
Story of O changed the criteria /
Full body paint, She Wolf Shakira /
The Queen of Sheba stroke the pierced labia /
And blew, King Solomon’s mind /
6 million ways to die, with the lights on /
One thousand Arabian Nights /
Plus Moniker Belushi with Steve Bushemi Eyes /
Oi! Check your bifocals /
Axl Rose on the back up vocals /
I’m Axelrod playing Axl F yo /
Centre stage at the Earth’s Naval /
And Rap around the island like Cristo /
You all hear me, but nobody listen though /
Low murmur the same old shit /
Well it still don’t get no better than this /
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Flob on the beat here like this /
Rap Rocky Dennis rockin’ 83 Pegasus /
Elephant Man M.A.S.K, being Joe Merrick /
Got an ill rhyme fetish, send more paramedics /
Mobile Armored Strike Kommand /
Right hand clutch the mic stand with the Power Glove /
Spread love like it’s Magaluf (That’s what’s up) /
Red Dwarf hologram, Pan’s labyrinth power up /
Pan dimensional holographic universe /
Feet first, then I take ‘em to church /
Fresh is the word since times immemorial /
Primordial force trippin’ over mic chords /
Mere mortals, switch the bandwidth /
Spam filter, smack teeth out your sandwich /
Cyber attacks, cracked Black Mirror raps /
Syntax error, hashtag SMASH on blast /
HOOK
Jurassic park, Golblum, Extended scene /
26 copies in the pocket of the JNCO jean /
Survival kit, read the street hieroglyphs /
Faded tags, fake bags with a bible in /
Survived the fall out, went all out /
Ball out, 20 bit coins bought the mall out /
Rode a mule to the fool on the toadstool /
Told him the codes and no goats is the boat rule /
My life on the Dreamcast game /
Beat that pain for extra like 3 last names /
Acid rain melted my jacket, Clothes made of plastic /
Fantastic, Catnip in the basket /
I'm tryna save my NES and my blue pez /
Flew with Kes, on a Monday like I knew Bez /
Picking rubble up, broken TV glass /
ripped uptempo bubble up, gotta double up /
HOOK
Beware the Jabberwock, Tales of the Jackalope /
Hear some fearsome critters where the buffalos /
Roam like a lone wolf, (whoop! Whoop!) Juggalos /
T-bone Juggernaut, slide up on Fury Road /
Beyond Thunder Dome /
Sittin’ on Crome in the cities of the gold /
Super Skrull with the crystal skull /
We get Sacred Scientifical, you brainiac dumb-dumbs /
The fresh air’s like opium /
pull my leg from the time warp fallopian, dystopian /
Philanthropist Ethiopian, like the candle wick /
He handed me what I owed to him /
Forget about it, goonies on the Betamax /
Take the stack and give me a call when you made the wax /
Write me a letter to debate the tax /
Email? In need more detail, straight to fax /
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Ghost Dance in the flame at your camp fire ritual /
Rhyme scheme good to go, beats are habitual /
It’s all medicinal, lifestyle self critical /
Smoke signal, 32 bit d.i.g.i.t.a.l /
Don’t wanna sound trivial /
Let’s just say fuck what your crew think they know /
Devil’s Advocate, that said, is he really though?
Camp Lo, Dazzle Camouflage, yo, where’d he go? /
Spirited away with a long range desert group /
Spiritual, your Spirit animal is a Camel Toe /
Abandon all hope of your traditional /
UK Rap talent show, that demo tapes sound pitiful /
It’ll take a miracle, me I stay pivotal /
Output visual, outlook Atypical /
Shout out Junior Disprol /
King Kashmere and the Grand Imperial /
I’m out here in Westerose /
Or I’m up north with my cousins on Cullercoats /
Self taught full mantis, status mythical /
Stay Masterful with craft even when it’s difficult /
A widely celebrated individual /
From regional to International, Smooth Criminal /
As far as I recall, I was born inside a fireball /
And rode a thunderbolt into this world to inspire all /
HOOK
It’s me, up stream catching wild salmon with a bear claw
Or playing Backgammon with your nan-nan at the airport
Who knows where the time goes, listening to Fairport
Convention, and dealing with problems of the 1st World /
Oi! You ain’t a man of mystery /
I seen you in the street you’s a geezer with missing teeth /
Who’s breath reek like a queef /
Trapped in a rotten corpse since great antiquity /
Listen G, you ain’t heard hip-hop /
Til you heard Steady B ‘The Hill Top’ from a rocky outcrop /
Take ‘em wellybobs off /
Stomp like Sasquatch at Monsters of Rock /
Do a Fosbury Flop on a dropped Microdot /
Swing bada bada swing like the sword of a Saracen /
Bring it back hot like Holograms /
Of the whole slain fam live onstage at Donnington /
So fresh, yes, Nanotech specialist /
It’s true what they say, you’re now rockin’ with the best Kid /
Blessed with the prestige, Tried and tested /
Ride or Die like I’m Bronson in Death Wish /
Oof! That’s some next shit, Are you kiddin’ me? /
Transmute frequency, ain’t buying what they’re selling me /
Worldstar Parasites blindside the time line /
We out of sight and paraglide through their paradigm /
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I’m eating Black Forest Gâteaux in the Forest of Dean /
You might recognise me from your LP sleeve /
Hot knife, bayonet cut through the weed smoke /
And chop snakes in the grass with a Fly-Mo /
That’s right Michael, they’re only noodles /
Scruples loose doing Gangsta Doodles /
and the whole caboodle /
It’s your funeral, the feeling’s mutual /
Phil Cool meets Kool Moe Dee /
Drinkin’ Kool-Aid, walkin’ through the New York Streets /
Yes please, the bloke’s outspoken /
Nang flow, yeah so? What does he know? /
Loads, he’s the reader’s voice in the Beano /
His alter ego, deep like the abyss /
Whole front row yelling “What The Hell is This”? /
Double header, doing gigs with Mini Kiss /
HOOK
Superb wordsmith on the live circuit /
’05 Mos Def in a Ford Prefect /
High intellect, Dark Web internet /
Just a geezer lost in the ether /
Eyes in the back of his head /
Zaphod Beedlebrox with a style unorthodox /
Tell me ‘bout the rap game you speak of /
The ghost of Ramm:Ell blast out Beat Bop /
Earth shake, bass pump like Reeboks /
Make the damn Ewoks fall from the tree tops /
And do the Mud Foot with Sasquatch /
Whole crowd front to back, raise your hands up /
Like a Flik and Flak watch /
at midday and midnight /
Take flight it’s the last of the Predicons, extinct Dinobots /
Sunk in the tar pits fossilised Grim Lock /
Olmecs, Toltecs, Incas, Aztecs /
Vaporwave, Abe Sapien full combat /
SAS Handbook, pen knife, pac-a-mac /
Lesser known Psammead wrapped in a bivouac /
Now we’re laying down snare traps /
Setting off flares, but there’s no body out there /
Catch a croggy on beats like these /
Then found inner peace in the middle of nowhere /
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I met Bonita Applebum in Applebee’s /
She was reading Hitchhiker’s guide to the Galaxy /
Sipping on a pear juice, dressed in a onesie /
Camouflage print, that’s black, red and green /
Big brown eyes, hair’s Pristine /
Tied back high, she’s out of my league /
Colgate smile, so fresh and so clean /
She look mean, but she’s also a geek /
Convo blew my mind to smithereens /
Unsolved mysteries, anomalies in history /
Unique mind, stay woke when she speak /
I asked her out, guess what? She agreed /
Took me by surprise and kissed me on the cheek /
OK, then, so I’ll see you next week /
Went to the cinema and seen Tron Legacy /
And we bonded through a love for Cymande /
Talked about samples now by EPMD /
De La, Gangstarr, Solar and the Fugees /
Matter of fact, she was the one schooling me /
Caught the iron worm from Brooklyn to Queens /
Made ‘em heads turn when she hopped the G train /
Whispered in my ear ‘tuck in your gold chain’ /
Ok, round here these Cats don’t play /
BK go hard all day, OK /
HOOK
From the back of the car 2 stick up kids
Heading our way tryna start some shit /
Oh boy, we’re gonna get vic’ed /
Then she pop ‘em in the eye and she bust up their lip /
Flick Flack to a spinning bird kick /
He took a knee to the head, then a foot to the ribs /
Yo It happened so quick, though I have to admit /
I was pretty shook, but that was fcuking lit /
(I’m like) damn, that was mad /
(She was like, it was nothing and just laughed /
(I said) I didn’t know you could do that /
(She said) I didn’t know you could rap /
That’s true, well we’d better make tracks /
Don’t wanna spend the whole night watching our backs /
Yo, This is our stop, she held my hand /
Began to understand about the lay of the land /
I looked at the stars and the blood moon shone /
The universe spoke, she’s the one /
Passed by the Albi Square Mall /
Ran into her friends chillin’ on Schermerhorn /
Two 6 foot Amazon Warriors /
One Valkyrie and another from Wakanda /
Whole squad of weaponised Women /
They said, listen, we’ve got another mission - let’s go! /
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They call him the Human Aquarium, Antediluvian /
Six million pound, half amphibian /
Bionic Women, cyborg Scythians /
Homo Sapiens decimating Denisovans /
Rocking Patagonia /
Surround the Perimeter, storm the peninsula /
Pandemonium in the Siege of Numantia /
Terrifying deeds of the great Gargantua /
Break north, rock styles for miles /
John Quays frightened Live at the Witch Trials /
Wild fire, mass hysteria /
Spread like dengue fever, I'm tellin' ya /
Style pioneer with the flux capac' /
Put the foot on the gas, bring back the rap /
Spectacular, Diagnostics /
Program your inner ear on these push button objects /
40 leg! Deeper than Lock Ness /
Shine like minds of the Olmecs /
South Yorks to Illinois, the illest B-Boy /
Make ‘em dibby-dibby DJ stop, stop, stop /
HOOK
Throw em under the bus then toss em overboard /
Asteroids high score, it's the midnight marauder /
Adam Warlock, Labcabincalifornia /
Wig out to Zamrock, that's the sure shot /
Man god, blew the bloody doors off /
Megazord wars when he threw down the gauntlet /
North Face Gore Tex, To the manor born /
The Evil Horde sworn to a new world order /
Though I did try and warn 'em /
Slain megafauna the rest died of boredom /
Arcadian, Tusken Raider /
Crossed Siberia to outer Mongolia /
Now we're lost in La Mancha /
This whole town like Eerie Indiana /
Ghost in the shell toes, brick wall limiter /
Mash it up like Bodger and Badger /
Proxima Midnight, sacred geometry /
Prince Caspian in the Sea of Tranquility /
Represent 93 to infinity /
Power, space, time, mind, soul and reality /
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Forgotten knowledge of these ancients trapped in the glaciers /
Seven super sages who circumnavigated /
Seven high seas and civilised nations /
Between the Tigris and Euphrates, believe /
Piri Reis charted secrets of the lost races /
Alchemy initiates, the sciences are sacred /
Strong Captains and we’re sailing on sound waves /
Sea levels rise at the end of the ice age /
Pyramid blaster in Antarctica /
Mystic Arts get mastered in Alexandria /
Matriarch warriors rockin’ full body armour /
Fish scale chain mail, the whole whole regalia /
Mariners, cartographers and astronomers /
Dog Star Emperor, Black Ark, Arkestra /
Blood & Thunder, New Kingdom in Africa /
Arrive on your shores like Viracocha Yo! /
Prince of Atlantis Drowning in the water /
Egyptian Captains Aztec Battalions /
Going up the mountains Tsunami crashing /
Tidal wave storming, they didnʼt heed the warning /
All those storms coming Polar caps thawing /
Deglaciation The Levee is breaking /
On High Seas In Long Boats In Deep Space in Space crafts /
Ancient Astronauts intergalactic Space ships /
The Forests of Antarctica Growing and growing /
The Rivers of Antartica Flowing and flowing /
Itʼs hard to get light At the bottom of the ocean /
It hard to get no air When the ocean is frozen /
SCREAMIN J SWAMP GAS IN A GRANDMASTER FLASH /
MOTHER NATURE BLAST: BLAKATA BAKATA!BAKA! /
ALL THAT FIRST SHALL BE LAST AND THAT LAST SHALL BE FIRST /
DONT MEAN A DAMN THANG IF I AINT GOT NO EARTH /
PROBABLY WOULDA HAD THE METHOD PROBABLY WOULDA HAD THE PLAN /
IF MAN AINT RAPE THE FUCKIN LAND FOR WHAT ITS WORTH /
YOU CAN’T REWRITE UNIVERSAL LAW /
THINKING IT AIN’T GONNA COME BACK RAW, WHAT THEY DO THAT FOR? /
IF THERE'S A HELL BELOW LET ME KNOW /
IS IT HOTTER IN THE SUMMER? IN THIS WINTER, WHERE THE FUCK IS SNOW? /
MAN MADE FOOD MAN MADE DISEASE /
MAN-MAN MEDICINE MAN MADE HEAVEN RICH /
PUT A FADE ON THE KING PUT A PART IN THE MIDDLE /
KNOWLEDGE WISDOM UNDERSTANDING ALL THAT BULLSHIT /
MOTHER EARTH GOT A RIGHT TO BE HOSTILE /
SHE GAVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU N*GGAS STILL ACTIN FOUL /
(LETS GO NOW!)
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released November 8, 2019
CREST OF A WAVE (Feat. Nosaj)
Written by Kid Acne, Spectacular Diagnostics and Nosaj
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne and Nosaj
Engineered by David Lewin and Scotty Hard
Mixed by Dean Honer
MOUNT OWEN CLAW
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by Dean Honer
Mixed by Dean Honer
BUBBLEGOOSE EMPIRE
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Additional production by Dean Honer
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by David Lewin
Mixed by Dean Honer
UNEMPLOYED GODS
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by Jez Burns
Mixed by Dean Honer
IT IS WHAT IT IS (Feat. Juice Aleem)
Written by Kid Acne, Spectacular Diagnostics and Juice Aleem
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne and Juice Aleem
Engineered by Jez Burns
Mixed by Dean Honer
YOU GET WHAT YOU’RE GIVEN
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by Dean Honer
Mixed by Dean Honer
COUNCIL HOUSE BOYS
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by Dean Honer
Mixed by Dean Honer
STAND TALL / STAY GOLDEN
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by David Lewin and Dean Honer
Mixed by Dean Honer
OTE FOR NOTE (Feat. Juga-Naut)
Written by Kid Acne, Spectacular Diagnostics and Juga-Naut
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne and Juga-Naut
Engineered by Dean Honer and Juga-Naut
Mixed by Dean Honer
YOU CAN STOP THAT FOR A START
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by Dean Honer
Mixed by Dean Honer
NICE WITH IT
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by Jez Burns and Dean Honer
Mixed by Dean Honer
O.M.G THE GODDESS (Feat. Sebash)
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Performed by Kid Acne and Sebash
Engineered by Dean Honer and Scotty Hard
Mixed by Dean Honer
UNDER THE RADAR
Written by Kid Acne and Spectacular Diagnostics
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Lyrics by Kid Acne
Engineered by David Lewin
Mixed by Dean Honer
ANCIENT SEA KINGS (Feat. New Kingdom)
Written by Kid Acne, Spectacular Diagnostics and New Kingdom
Produced by Spectacular Diagnostics
Additional production by Scotty Hard
Lyrics by Kid Acne, Sebash and Nosaj
Engineered by Dean Honer and Scotty Hard
Mixed by Scotty Hard
