Hilltop Hoods - Conversations From A Speakesy (Featuring Omni) lyrics
rate meVerse 1– Pressure<br />
Let’s get introductions aside,<br />
Pressure, Omni and Suffa tonight busting the mic like,<br />
Lately I’ve been hearing nothing but hype,<br />
Pen’s mightier than your sword? Then you’d be fucked in a fight,<br />
From the point of the exact conception I’ve had perfection,<br />
And you aint close to Omni even though you may lack direction,<br />
I’ve got a good heart, but bad intentions,<br />
Pressure don’t need a map for reference I’m a man of legends,<br />
I’ll last forever like bad impressions,<br />
Like the first night you cursed in adolescence,<br />
The way I slam a sentence can panic veterans,<br />
Some things are better left unsaid like anything that I have to mention,<br />
My loud mouths my downfall it’s doubtful,<br />
I’ll bite off more than I can chew cos I already got a mouthful,<br />
Act like I astound yall, well I’m a scoundrel,<br />
With enemies but cliché is a friend of me, I’m out yall.<br />
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Chorus<br />
Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,<br />
Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you’re able,<br />
We’ve got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations,<br />
It’s the universal language of relaxation.<br />
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Verse 2 – Omni<br />
The heart of the giant, the eye of the lion,<br />
The smell of victory is what makes me keep trying,<br />
My will to survive is like I’m stranded on an island,<br />
I keep rhyming; keep climbing till somebody find me,<br />
My city’s been behind me since the mid nineties,<br />
Right around the time when it was cool to be grimy,<br />
My DJ used to make the earth spin in reverse,<br />
Put the needle to the dirt, spread the word like you heard it first,<br />
Now it’s all twisted, somebody told the truth but they missed it,<br />
I put it on my CD but they skipped it,<br />
But that’s what happens when you do something different,<br />
Some people can just stay content with the simple shit,<br />
I live my life fast like it’s my last,<br />
I don’t trip off of cash or dwell in the past,<br />
I’m bigger than that; I’m bigger than rap,<br />
One of the sickest MCs on the map for bringing that back.<br />
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Chorus<br />
Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,<br />
Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you’re able,<br />
We’ve got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations,<br />
It’s the universal language of relaxation.<br />
<br />
Verse 3 – Suffa<br />
I heard there ain’t no party like an open bar,<br />
We lay out rhymes like drinks for a broken heart,<br />
Heartbreak like liquor in an open scar,<br />
So bizarre, roll thick like smokers tar,<br />
Tell me who can rock parties with no guitar,<br />
And if I aint getting paid then I’m leaving in the promoters car,<br />
Tell me who you know this far,<br />
Gone, on till the moments…<br />
Gone, on till the break of this governments back,<br />
And it’s on till my mates are all loving the tracks,<br />
No thugs in his raps, no muggings and macks,<br />
And no guns, just trying to get us up on the map,<br />
Bust, Suffa on wax, trust it’s on,<br />
I’m trying to do for rhyme what digital cameras did for porn,<br />
Born in a small town, die with a big mouth,<br />
Hoods tore it all down, shouts to the kids south.<br />
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Chorus<br />
Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,<br />
Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you’re able,<br />
We’ve got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations,<br />
It’s the universal language of relaxation,<br />
Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,<br />
Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you’re able,<br />
We’ve got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations,<br />
It’s the universal language of relaxation,<br />
Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,<br />
Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you’re able,<br />
We’ve got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations,<br />
It’s the universal language of relaxation,<br />
Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,<br />
Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you’re able,<br />
We’ve got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations,<br />
It’s the universal language of relaxation.
