Scribe - Theme from the crusader
Tekst :
Yeah 1,2 yes yes
Uh Scribble is back
Uh im from Christchurch the place of my birth
My home this earth represent my pep and there worth
Phillips town Philly baby translatin the zone
Kind of sore ontrapanour rocking this microphone
I get busy like Bone keep my whole syphere in harmony
Can it be one of the worlds best from Cantabury
Straight from the under the Scribe the eighth wonder
Make no mistake and tell us the rock, that came from Sumner
Im creepin on the come up from the square to the pier
Drivable wizardry for your whole atmostphere
Watch me do this for the love like Sumenalla Dub
I dont get caught up im the world you no we stay above
The physical is selfish and the spiritual is us
Lyrically combuss in our day it is a must
So well your mics rust im a prove my crews well a
Im from the hometown of the Feelers and we dont feel ya
(chours) x2
Its the Crusader represent city to shine
(check it out world wide we got beats and flows)
Its the Crusada represent city to shine
(reckonize the way we drop this universal)
Its the Crusada tight like Nathan and Arron Mauger
Do it first talk later
I m runnin things like i m Robbie Deans I got a champion team
And you can hate it if you want but i am livin my dream
I m on the road to the Holy Grail and I will never fail
I get pribes I keep em locked like Norman Maxwell
You no I rap well thats for certain
Because i m on point like Andrew Mertains
So for you fake mc s its curtins
I m steppin up a level, for the silver i could never settle
I m takin the gold medal
I suggest you do the same
You best improve your game or get burnt by the Cantabery Flames
The home town of Anika Moa Crusadin through this war
Best to find out who you fightin for
Cause im the best and theres none greater
Both sides of the equator, I battle like a gladiator
(chours)x2
Inne utwory
Stand up Not many (remix) So nice Stop the music Been this way My lady Not many Dreaming Losowe utwory
Ooh run away lucky while you still know the way
If you re looking for your chance for one good payday
Do you really think you ve got a ghost of a chance?
It s the coldest of towns to be lookin for romance
I see your face cloud over like a little girl s
And your eyes have lost their shine
You whisper something softly I m not meant to hear
Baby tell me what s on your mind
I don t care what people say
About...
Tulips lips oh Luskus Delph
Your baking breath breeds body x
With silken measures try to gauge
The inside sweetness of your cave.
Peach preserve your simmering jewel
Hid away like orphans gruel
Help me find the widow s crack
Make me stick like ceiling wax
Almond eyed...
Experience babe, kickin stones and cans
Experience babe, cigarette-stained hands
It s not too late, hear it in the wind
It s not too late, feel passion creepin in
Intoxication, familiar smells of the hotels
Infatuation, of knowing who you are
Illusions come true
Desire fulfills
Dream begins
You re hypnotized
No realize
What ever wanted to do
Open your mind
now your wishes comes true
Torment those
Which you don t like
And kill the rest
Your hate applies
No restraint
No reason to shame
Why can t your real life
Be the same?
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