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mc mantra - the volume كلمات الأغنية

verse 1 (jeremedy):
10 million watt amplification banging from the bottom of the basement
futuristic lyricists chipping raps in the caves man
meditating in the middle of the underground
levitating higher than the mother fucking thunderclouds

(mantra)
making em wonder how the hieroglyphics we inscripted
could lead to the very events the lyrics predicted
meaning their meaning would never be treated with indifference
even if it seemed to be written with primitive equipment

(jeremedy)
it’s limited edition, even after a 2 million year long intermission it’s still in mint condition
lyrics that shoot to hit through human tissue
so when you choose to listen to the ancient futuristic fusion kick in

(mantra)
this is something different, dangerous and forbidden
hidden away from sight but you hear it off in the distance
it’s brilliance meant every sentence was heritage listed
long before the populace had ever fallen victim to…

chrous:
the volume
we put it up to put it on you
it’s all part of the sound that we belong to
we raise it up as a way to conduct energy. collectively
so any dial you touch better be
the volume
we put it up to put it on you
part of this powerful sound that we belong to
we raise it up as a way to conduct energy
tell us who else could it be, mantra and jeremedy

verse 2: (mantra & jeremedy)
the volume, such an immaculate premise
it now leapt from out of the depths of cavernous crevices
deafening as it was, many said it was the reckoning
turned their attention to the direction it was headed in
put a blanket on the silence got tangled up in violence
divided up in many different forms to form alliances
tyrants and sirens alike tried to light with it
as time went some lost sight of it
the people of the modern age were fronting
they said they wanted swagger over substance, sparking an animated discussion
their manner of consumption was such that it left the ones with underfunded production budgets wondering if luck was coming
and yo a picture paints a thousand words
but like an alchemist a sound can make a mountain blur
and how absurd to think from a whisper a shout emerge
and by the sound of it city upon city about to be immersed in the volume

(chorus)

bridge: (jeremedy)
falling towards the planet i swore to myself
that i would increase the volume of anything i touched
so here i am to modify the system so it bang

verse 3: (mantra)
get it boomin til its so super voluminous super-humans in tune with it
we manoeuvre the truth in it the proof is in the music kid
two elusive illusionists, movin through it like fugitives
how do they do it? that’s our cue to ruin the rudiments

(jeremedy)
truthfully i’m using my musicianship to cruise the seas
it was usually working beautifully until the mutiny
the volume was limitless. til the whole ship had tinnitus
had em at my fingertips til they’re sympathy would sink with us

(mantra)
from imminent relinquishment of vigilance to conquer the continents
built bridges from the cities to the pyramids
living in this vast village of sonic omnipotence
instilling a will to get mad with it within its citizens…
that’s when we hit em with the volume

- mc mantra

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