MYSTIK JOURNEYMEN

MYSTIK JOURNEYMEN - Voices lyrics

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(feat. Arata , Asop , Eligh , Grouch, The , Murs)

"He's a living legend.."

[Murs the Problem Child]

Damn! Y'all fools conceited - reaction to the title

heard the first time but quickly changed your mind

once the performance is completed - seated in the back

Too cool to throw yo' hands up; I never quite understood

alla that -- what you too tough to have fun?

Frisked at the door so I know it ain't the gun

in your waistline that got you shootin daggers in my face

when I rhyme -- times done changed and it's strange

Got motherfuckers ain't smiled at a rap show in a while

Probably since the Fresh Prince was in style

So it's apparent that you just don't understand

The meanest mug in the club, don't make yo' ass the man

Now if you wanna be a fan then that's fine

But all I really wanna do is just break through to your mind

And show you just because you did some hood time

don't make it impossible to have a good time when you out

See where I'm from, it's the hardest motherfuckers come to party

All shermed out, so what's this really all about?

You gelled, cause this man's double L, well hell

PSC tells me, it's jealousy that grips the heart

Quit wasting playing hard roles, when yo' ass is

really just a mark and I should NEVER feel threatened

Cause you see that man behind me?

MURS.. U.. R.. S..

"He's a living legend.."

[PSC - Mr. Goliath2U]

When night falls I enter; being of a higher breed

of emcee I'll injure all these would-be rap crews

The wannabe phat fools, coulda been rap dudes

Refuse em resist em like Prop 187 do Mexicans

Again and again, it's the Legends

Lucky am I on wax, and on everyone's tape

PSC the best friend of chorus

The poorest excuse for you, to quit your boyfriend

Just give him a chance (baby baby gimme one more chance)

He'll rap right, if not, check my mic all night

I rap tight, see me catching flights

at the international terminal, where you don't go

So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped

and tripped by mic cords, and choked, with cordless

A gift, of smooth talk, walk the walk of a winner

Far from a beginner, guess who's for dinner?

[The Crow Eligh]

Cerebral tornadoes rip logic like frolicking paperbacks

The tone is incomplete extension, in all of the later tracks

Extracting vitamins, from machinery that creates it

as long as the people are fiending for the truth

and not counterfeit, I'm the bounty sheriff merit holder

Winner of awards in the midst, of clashing swords

It's match point on the court, a point is scored

Referee the rest will see my yellow warning on the toilet seat

At least I have my dignity, infinity, a legendary entity forever

"He's a living legend.."

[Aesop]

A legendary flame of a character with no name

Same instance, persistance to have latitudes

Bruise your knees, you will lose

a life or limb, whichever you choose

Find some foe in him, words tend to catch a phrase

that will amaze most from the gazing point, with a judgment standard

Categorized into a tainted picture before it gets a chance to be painted

There's no blanket for the truth (I can't see!)

I got a loose end of a lie, this amateur he tried to get by

The size is more greater, and equator more immense

Since it makes more sense to make some sense, or maybe you know

Out of these weak ass rhymes you roam but you stay in flow

in this dense a body of mockery

[BFAP Jenkins]

Black lightning lighting up the sky, fighting the type

Copywriting history -- writing transistory

Bay lines for your mind everytime we enter the stage

We split and fade, most, Sunspot Jonz, toast

Goodbye to crust emcees; often lonely and homely

If you could only capture the power of love

Like ten albums in this glove, R.B.I.

While you hittin pop flies.. and sacrifice your life

and die in hurricane and methane

We below shit like propane, Living Legends spiritual cocaine

In a line if you know

What's up with the times cause we straw the line

(we straw the line)

[Arata C7S]

kuro manashino renso gusonto kunoki dusu bushiten nori ichi nichi

ningen katabe dudyo noso gudyo moto niha idahe [mumbled] dori oku

poto da ako bonuke ich saga shigasha ach kara godondo saga de-ku pokorono

naka karawaki dede koro iki kata saka sama nohaso dede disura kohan, tabewan

[The Grouch]

Let's get literal it's me and my team, I got a dream

("He's a living legend..") and a clean way to achieve it

I conceived it myself, with a little bit of help, from my friends

Made amends with my soul, now I'm ready to begin

First ingredient is dope shit, and fool we already wrote it

Mix up with the motives now we're forming perfect batter

Had a vision it would burn, if I measured too precisely

I add a pinch here and, there if the spice be right

We might prepare this feast for many thousands

So eat when you're aroused and enjoy - Legendary bitch!

"He's a living legend.." [x3]

("He's a..") [x3]

"He's a living legend.." [x4]

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