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superpowers - chasm (au) lyrics

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[intro: the tongue (ozi batla)]
yeah yeah, chasbot turn that beat up man
louder, louder, (yeah pump it up) louder
(pump that sh-t up) (chasm lp)
(you know what you’ve been waiting for… it’s here)

[hook: turntablism]
“i got the hi-tech superpowers like the x-men”
“bombing on your sound system late nights”
“spit the real”
“make sh-t precise and drop bombs in a second”
“i got the hi-tech superpowers like the x-men”
“bombing on your sound system late nights”
“spit the real”
“make sh-t precise and drop bombs in a second”

[verse 1: ozi batla]
chasm sound the h-rns of war
these sin city foot soldiers are bringing it raw
like h–rds of mutants, just to cause a nuisance
we spitting fire – you spit poor excuses
these cats just don’t know what a truce is
fire off your axillary boosters and it still losers
’cause we the prime movers, chasbot exterminate and crash your computer

[verse 2: the tongue]
yeah that’s what i’m used to
free record deals in five years, oh yeah – that’s a producer
chasm old school like back to the future
a teacher, a drum-kit munching creature
the breaks aren’t safe when we step in the place
dusty vinyl still vital to our survival
beats and breaks help to keep us together
a united front from now til whenever

[hook: turntablism]
“i got the hi-tech superpowers like the x-men”
“bombing on your sound system late nights”
“spit the real”
“make sh-t precise and drop bombs in a second”
“i got the hi-tech superpowers like the x-men”
“bombing on your sound system late nights”
“spit the real”
“make sh-t precise and drop bombs in a second”

[verse 3: jewson]
when we make lines – it’s getting you amped like cocaine
not late night cabbies that suffer from road rage
not fussing with gold chains, try topping this? no way
from stopping this bomb sh-t from dropping in o-eight
you topping the home-made, flames fresh out the bas-m-nt
demonstrating a statement that’s generating amazement
it’s blatant when gracing the beat from my man chasm
my speech is a hand-cannon as deep as the grand canyon

[verse 4: dialectrix]
these people that plan action, collective and complete
together from the outer-west of the centre of sydney
embedded in histroy, impeccable prestige
and never will cease til we bury this six-feet
the wait is over like the apocolypse came
we rock hotter than flames like moulder rock in the glacier
like the t-tanic but twice as gigantic
and beats as so deaf we rhyme in sign language

[hook: turntablism]
“i got the hi-tech superpowers like the x-men”
“bombing on your sound system late nights”
“spit the real”
“make sh-t precise and drop bombs in a second”
“i got the hi-tech superpowers like the x-men”
“bombing on your sound system late nights”
“spit the real”
“make sh-t precise and drop bombs in a second”

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