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jase beathedz - rat race كلمات الأغنية

[intro: drapht & ciecmate]
here to make our mark
it’s ciecmate, jase and drapht

[turntablism]
“in strange ways, life twists and turns”
“you might fold under the stress, so god bless”

[chorus: drapht]
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

[verse 1: drapht]
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! (“h_llo, 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 f_ckin’ 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 f_ckin’ 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
[chorus: drapht]
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

[verse 2: ciecmate]
the voluntary travel blood victim, sick and tripping
pr_ne 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 f_ck 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 c_nt 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 cl!ck 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
[chorus: drapht]
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

[verse 3: drapht]
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 f_ckin’ 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 f_ckin’ 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 f_ckin’ 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)
[chorus: drapht]
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

[outro: ciecmate & drapht]
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)

[turntablism]
“in strange ways, life twists and turns”
“you might fold under the stress, so god bless”

- jase beathedz

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