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Artiste:
Mark B And Blade
Titre:
Attack Of The Killer Words
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Alright now See those words, they're getting away I got to catch 'em up, never let them escape They attacked me, then they left me Bruised and battered by the road side, they're deadly They won't leave me be Why do they keep on calling me emcee? I tried to hide, even changed my name Even made it plain I wasn't in it for the fame At first it was a game but now it's life or death They won't be satisfied till I breath my last breath What do they want from me? Why do they haunt me? Now I'm constantly looking over my shoulder I fear these words, they're unpredictable I cannot escape It's real difficult They got some sort of mechanism tracking me down Technology picking up even the slightest sound And I can sense it, they ain't far I guess they're trying to kill me by making me a star Will somebody explain what's going on around me? What have I done? Why do they hound me? Ideas bombarding my brain constantly Just when I figure I'm safe they're unto me My imagination's out of control and running wild I'm being pursued by a conceptual style In it's hand is a weapon in the shape of a mic It's eyes filled with fire and it's ready to strike But I duck it misses and I escape temporarily I got another lifeline, it's me or the rhyme Now I'm heavily disguised with a moustache and a wig Wearing a pair of dark shades and clothes that don't fit I watch who I talk to, what information I divulge I tell 'em nothing that could incriminate me I even changed the way that I walk so they don't recognise I'm limping with my hand on my hip And all the while inventing a tracking device of my own So I could play them at their own game, but now I'm unknown Just a figment of my imagination without a name You can call me sir, or you can call me the flame 'Cause of the fires that I start each time I hold a mic I might starve but I ain't falling for the hype I remain calm as the device begins to beep There's a rhyme next to my ear above the right shoulder Should I catch it or should I let it escape At the risk of blowing my cover if ever I should fail Ideas bombarding my brain constantly Just when I figure I'm safe they're unto me My imagination's out of control and running wild I'm being pursued by a conceptual style In it's hand is a weapon in the shape of a mic It's eyes filled with fire and it's ready to strike But I duck it misses and I escape temporarily I got another lifeline, it's me or the rhyme Now the rhyme's about a metre in front of me Attracted to the sound of my tracking device beeping silently Confused, it stops to analyse Staring at the person who they don't recognise I act mystified, hide my emotions to try to throw them Off the scent of who I really am What I really am is a prisoner of my own fate But I'm I total control of my rhyme state They couldn't identify me, so they went by me And I pursued them slyly Tracking them every step of the way Till I discover where their headquarters are at, then we can play Two hours later they ain't suspected a thing The signals I'm getting are the strongest they've ever been This is it! All these words in one place I prepare myself, then I reveal my face Pull out my Uzi of a microphone Break down the door, it's me all on my own I attack, they respond It's kill or be killed 'cause that's the planet that I'm from Ideas bombarding my brain constantly Just when I figure I'm safe they're unto me My imagination's out of control and running wild I'm being pursued by a conceptual style In it's hand is a weapon in the shape of a mic It's eyes filled with fire and it's ready to strike But I duck it misses and I escape temporarily I got another lifeline, it's me or the rhyme It's me or the rhyme (repeat to fade)