WERD N DEEKO (S.O.S) - Straight Bars lyrics

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The tendency is to push it as far as you can

Push it as far as you can

Werd n Deek

Loaded on the Beat

In Auld Reekie a get reeking and I speak on mics

I'm the beacon of light seeking bring some life

Cutting into the scene like a spit with a knife

So sick I spit death like a rap with a scythe

In the ciphe you ken that am lyrical right?

I can write but a can't make miracles like

Walking on water less a freeze it to ice

And get my fucking skates on

I just do it like Nike

I just do it to spite

All you little bitty rappers

Sweet little rappers like empty sweetie wrappers

Empty bars with no lyrical matter

And my raps are to visual you could catch it on camera

Don't wanna shit on you like a bitch on Biggies skit

But at fifteen a used to spit some much iller shit

Than you ever write recite or fucking bite

Am an asshole dropping shit but it's far from shite

We can fight or battle or play you at chess

Anything fucking thing you want just to prove am the best

We can go square goes with flows and you can bet

That if cunts give me stairs then I will fucking step

Get it? Nah over your head like hoods

Call the boy Van Nistelrooy am that Ruud

But how can I be nice with the shit that I'v heard

You're getting on my nerve

Tell them Werd

It's no a rap thing I dinny live hip hop

I dress in La Coste with trackies and hot rocks

The shit that a drop well that shits shit hot

Shit you should stop cause your shits just not

Yeah stop and say that Werd he's

Talented technique terrific times three

That's thee that toking till tanning these trees

And if you say that you got me down to a 'T'

The tendency is to push it as far as you can

Push it as far as you can

I bring the light to a dark room spark and ignite it

And with the pen I can define remarkable writing

Soon as I step on the stage I tend to amaze

It's like the roof was on fire after a set it a blaze

Got a god given talent

But my devilish ways

Keep me grounded

It was the pencil that lead me astray

So forever waiting to enter the heavenly gates

For me id rather make it in hell and attend to the flame

Maybe a shadow on the wall

An image in the Background

Sitting by myself

I never wanted to stand out

With this blade under my chin spit to the fan now

Want to see change as a tramp sits with his hand out

I sit still like water and get deep with it

When you shallow hall bastards could'ntsee past my image

Right now I can record what you would call brilliant

Breathing life to a new sound why would you wanna kill it

The tendency is to push it as far as you can

Push it as far as you can

Taking out the trash they call me the bin man

No heart the tin man

Two faced the ying yang

Too great I amaze I walk straight through the maze

Of underground rap just give me a blank page

Just let me say what I say ok

Let me get to the point

You dinny want to play

Or get to the point of the blade

But why?

You see the point when I stick it in your eye

Drop the acting and accent

Words with no actions

I come with multi's like a bitch climaxing

Me and Deeko connect bars like steel scaffolding

Straight bars no hook so what you people catching?

Head scratching that's a common reaction

For what cunts do when we get to rapping

When we get to scrapping we'l give you some hooks

Until then it's straight bars Deek that's a good look

The tendency is to push it as far as you can

Push it as far as you can