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let me get down - atban klann lyrics

witness rhymes, rhymes of fakes
grass with the troops, crossing lakes
if you tryna follow, i alliates
take your ass back to your own state, black
i prostitute the earth, abba’s on the wobble
check i’m gon’ do to the human race’s vital
my title is to be, nonsense on the beat
lethargy go mad, that’s how my menu be deleted
so rest for a sec, let the next man rap
bet you’d be surprised, i was verbally ejected
a rose on thе beat, a big rose is me
i dеsignate higher prizes than an average beat
so call more men (what?)
i circulate my mind up
so call more black men, we’re searching for survival
back to unit, atban klann

i bet you wonder when you win this world’s approval, rip
chappies like you don’t understand the way i do it
they be amazed when i be on the stage releasing fluid
they be like, d*mn, when i approach the mic and jam
especially hand me down in caesar style, it’s a millisecond hand
now i can’t stand a chappie like that
hoopy demon from another format
so i conceive a pattern so you can rap like this
one attempt to bite, the n*ggas might end up twisted
sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers be trying to follow
but they have heads that are h*lluva hollow
so they can model the course of life of the grassy family
we be jammin’, being fabulous across the land
dig it man, dig it man, oh dig it i’m a big kid, so let me get down to the rhythm
motivism, what’s up (what’s up)
yo, i got sh*t for the (for the, for the rhythm), so…
let me get down to the rhythm, what? (x4)

i tighten my speech as it clears
my neck rearranged to the hammer, targets to the ear
i manage through the visual families
we’ll make domes rock to the point of severe brain damage
roaming the earth with planets and shadows
and man*eating mammals, yo, we coming through
so don’t come at us all crazy sh*t
cause mine’s been real since identity fits
my tongue is sl!ck like valdez wheels
i got beads of picture graphics
my grill has tactics you’ll never capture
i still fertilize the grass in the past
so walk with me, individual peers
i got verses of spit that’ll linger in ears, ears

i’m headed for your ears, listen close to hear
we be the avenue coming through your atmosphere
we don’t dare, touch the mtv, jolie or c’est la vie
ending for you and your crew, ain’t that v kinda cool?
if you’re wise, dancing twice, i’ma try
many mice maximize my bass, she dmz, i be sliced
thinner than a scr*p sticker, straight awaken all the fool
if the fool never wakes up, i’ma drown him in the pool
quill him on the concrete and let the misfit of my senses
i’m quick with it, acknowledging with many answers
i’m headed for your ears, clear as i’m summer’s day
many miles where we combine with any twine
and i’m outta here
where are you going? i’m outta here
where you going? oh, come on
let me get down to the rhythm (x8)

running with a flock through a coil
deep planted, long absorbed in the soil
boiling, temperature, rhythms are blurred to the depth
our sky is liquid green, so we left
where you going?
fat phone flex, why? come fly
g*r*a*m*e*r*c*y
x*o little o*q*u*y
when n*ggas try, try to be fly
why, why?
i’m in the circle of the holy high
at ben pablo, see how we fly
parachute attacks the embryo in the sky
embryo hits concrete, die

let me get down to the rhythm (x20)

- atban klann lyrics

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