Three (sometimes more) lyricists who started writing/producing together back in the day. Some songs will be remade while others will be just made. Enjoy.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #408
Peak in subgenre #210
Author
MoldySpore & Sens
Rights
2016
Uploaded
September 13, 2016
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 160 kbps • 3:30
Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Sensimelio]
Here we go everybody Sens is back on the road / Smashin' off the tail pipe and started packin' a bowl / combatitive flow is old news so this is new old / Got an ever dyin wish do it now i propose
Because sens gonna get a little gritty / Stay wit me this will pinch quite a bit shit bitch bit me / just kidding this is incredibally fitting / to be spitting with moldy sitting right here (comfortably grinning)
No comparison don't bother to compare us to / a pair of two rappers out there who embarrass you / with terrible rhythm barely bearable, spare-able crap / This the shit we all been waiting for, the terror of rap
Step up your game soon cause we raised the bar / Sit down don't even try to jump you'll bleed and scar / This a changed game namaste, sorry got monopoly / Everybody want to play til they lose and walk away
[Chorus]
Everybody coming toward immaculate sound / They about to map out who's been packin' the crowd / Back in the saddle down town attackin' the proud / We straight stacked in vocab, battlin' clowns
I don't really wanna get into a matter of clout / As a matter of fact we haven't ever let down / So get down and listen and don't say shit / This is Vocabu-rhythm and its ain't gonna quit
[Verse 2 - MoldySpore]
MoldySpore here, you know I stay unsigned / twinkle in my eye like a bitch gettin wined and dined / book of rhymes is heavy but can't find the time / to put pen to paper and expand your mind /
Stay with that ClassX mentality / say fuck reality, authority, and gravity / rap so hard we obtain immortality / smoke a fatty and do battle mathematically /
Got the 5 gram standard and we smoke one each / that's 10 grams at once, not a figure of speech / blaze 4 times a day so thats 40 grams of hay / rolled up in a philly that's peach /
I'm not being facetious so don't make me repeat this / but that pit in your stomach ain't because you ate peaches / surround myself with crew, pulled off all the leeches / we got the game chained up like puttin' dogs on leashes /
[Chorus]
Everybody coming toward immaculate sound / They about to map out who's been packin' the crowd / Back in the saddle down town attackin' the proud / We straight stacked in vocab, battlin' clowns
I don't really wanna get into a matter of clout / As a matter of fact we haven't ever let down / So get down and listen and don't say shit / This is Vocabu-rhythm and its ain't gonna quit
[Verse 3 - MoldySpore & Sensimelio]
(MoldySpore)
Mold and Sens, that feeling of suspense / before our brains spit out some lyrical offense / we stay treed up, could say we're out on a limb / wrote this song in a day, high as fuck, on a whim /
(Sensimelio)
Nerver skim on the effort, stay clever on beat / Every word should be treasured like it's buried at sea / Every verb every letter getting better with ease / put it all together in a vendetta with a melody /
(MoldySpore)
Mold and Sens, can you grasp the essence / as words flow through us like the end of a sentence / cynical, court case dismissed on conditional / unthinkable, the evidence was inadmissible /
(Sensimelio)
So dissable, the definition of miserable / invisible to others even when it gets physical / You're divisible, by lack of effort and principles / wanting it all, no work involved, you pitiful /
[Chorus]
Everybody coming toward immaculate sound / They about to map out who's been packin' the crowd / Back in the saddle down town attackin' the proud / We straight stacked in vocab, battlin' clowns
I don't really wanna get into a matter of clout / As a matter of fact we haven't ever let down / So get down and listen and don't say shit / This is Vocabu-rhythm and its ain't gonna quit
