TUNNEL RATS

TUNNEL RATS - Cyphers lyrics

rate me

[Verse 1:]

watch the clock, cause your timing's off

I'm in the mood to set it, never stop

I'ma tic and toc until your hands regret it

60 seconds come and go, still i'ma take another minute

to count every beat that strikes your heart until you've had your limit

sound the alarm, if you're thinkin that it's your hour to shine

i'll be quick to tell you're early, it's only a quarter past mine

I'ma adjust your spine, and repair your mind state

cause your 15 in the sun has now been moved to a later date

there's no wait for 2nd place, if youll just move at faster pace

you'should've known that tunnel rats'll always win at mic debates

cause we make it a point to be on point

with every rhyme, if you can't see who you've messed with boy

you must've been blind, I'm that sista from new breed

the one who won't concede, i'll rock it to death until the microphone cord bleed

no need to come after me, you're never going to get it

so come on and come with it, baby you gotta learn to spit

[Hook:]

It's a hot style, radio hostile is we

Gospel emcee who ride a thousand miles of beats

Exhale then excel past all expectations

Any cypha any nation [x2]

[Verse 2:]

Apologetics in syphas

Move energy from potential to kinetic in syphas To poetic in cyphas

They don't let us in cyphas

In about four states, Cuz no ones bold enough to bus after we let off in cyphas

Kapueria in cyphas B-boy stance in cyphas

B-boy dance in syphas To advance for your cyphas

Lift your hands in cyphas to show your support

not for me but him whose report

you believe I designed the flyas Y'all passed out in the syphas

Illest graff for the writas and somethin' for old timas

Phat beats for the minas To rotate over syphas

I'm mo wild out and pray the prayer of faith in a syphas

Creed can't take you higher, Christ fuels the fire

Who do you admire? Make sure they ain't a liar

Cause I'm no expose and be the light of the cyphas

Explode to supernov' don't let me enter your cyphas

[Hook:]

It's a hot style, radio hostile is we

Gospel emcee who ride a thousand miles of beats

Exhale then excel past all expectations

Any cypha any nation [x2]

[Verse 3:]

(Said it)Ritualistic, sometimes it's sadistic

But still I'm quick to pick out your flaws

Caught, panic, raise havoc like they my kids

And love while I teach 'em how to get paid in this biz

By definition I define it, I was born to bruise

As hard as a steel plate and I hate it when I lose

I choose to absorb the pain and hold it inside

And explode and affect anyone that's in my range

And I know you thought it strange that I hope I never change

I been the same since I started this game

See I gave y'all the rope you hangin' yourself with

You want borrowed time and I want payment in full

God said it, I aggressively go and get it

You can't get mad at me I'm nothin' more than a tool

That you can use in a duel like a sword

Someone said those who call me a fool better guard their head

I'm comin' like a whirlwind ...

I stay old school while y'all searchin' for the next

Rooted in the original text

While you dirtied my rep and while you peacefully slept

I took a step toward the finish line without being invited

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