Punctured Lung
Verse 1: (Clarky)
Man warn know where I stand..
I stand on the street; On my feet;
Obiously, (Obv-Yus-Ly) Gone to meet; man,-
-who can spare a gram!
Don't care I am; a beast! You'll see when my;-
-bar drops; Eat, any beat; Im a part of..
Breathe then I leave like im star of; -
- The scene; Though I'm lean; & I spark up; -
&Eat Three Beans; To Unleash What my brain; or, -
-hearts got; Cah me; I MC, for the large lot;
Of people who dont even ask of; no one;
Knowing, they can't get the heat of the bath hot..
Cah Out of a hundred of us;-
-im the last of; a few who'll march on-
-Parlement; & The abondance of;
Government cunts; Who're Troubling Us!
& I'll still speak for our freedom
Even, when I got a punctured lung.. Cah?
Hook: (Clarky)
I'm Fucked up within; but, Structured to win;
Won't take my spot none of them cunts;
Cah Others just Crumble like dust in the wind..
& Me I'd stilll Rap with Punctured Lung!
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Verse 2: (Cazniac)
Stick a blade in my chest
Or invade my success
And I'll still happen to bust for fun
Complain to the rest
I'm labeled the best
And I'd still rap with a punctured lung
I've never been losing
Hella been cruising my lane
Never been snoozing
Hella been doing my thang
Always been winning
Hunnit percent when I'm in it
Cuz there's a killa within him
And I'm in lust with the game
I'm fucked up within yes
Structure to win this so
I'd never give it up like a fool tho
Bust like the wind yes gusto
Been in this and I love to rip it
Up cuz I'm cool bro
Functioned to impress
Trust it I've been best
Cuz I do it hella big when I move hoe
Flustered is; them yes
I get it; in blessed
Cuz I'm always on my game when I cruise flow
Killa!
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Hook: 2 (Cazniac)
I'm FUCKED UP within; BUT, STRUCTERED to win;
-Won't-take; MY-spot, Not NONE of them CUNTS; (Nah)
Cah OTHERS; just, CRUMBLE; like, DUST in-the-WIND..
But I'D STILL Rap with-a "Punctured Lung!" (Brap!)
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Verse 3: (Uncle Bungle)
We paralyze your heartbeat
Walk on these dark streets
Them Luicfer's Apostles make Music for ALL seasons
You're trying to make a change, but you're doing it for all the wrong reasons
You got lucky my friend, cos you've got uncle bung to teach ya!
The Rapid of the Rapid-Fire, Uses More Ammo
Stay Fresh & Out Of Sight, Like I wore Cammo
We bring that water torture;
Hidden messages; you're hand was forced by
Me, and the way that my thought's are danger
Plus my name means meditation
Penetration.. through your ear drums
Through your lungs and through your heart
Laceration, body and facial
Show im in charge; right from the start
Cash your fears and dreams aside
Old-school/new-school genres collide
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Prince of darkness, just like ozzy
Ever so bossy, flow so messy
Beat's disgusting.. that makes it pretty
We came here to run this country
Lucifer's apostles: fuck you bitches!!!
Talking business? -show me the money
You're not clever and you're not funny
You're a pussy! no doubt about it
I'll do you quick! and take your soul!!!
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Hook: 4 (Uncle Bungle)
I'm FUCKED UP within; BUT, STRUCTERED to win;
-Won't-take; MY-spot, Not NONE of them CUNTS; (Nah)
Cah OTHERS; just, CRUMBLE; like, DUST in-the-WIND..
But I'D STILL Rap with-a "Punctured Lung!" (Brap!)
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Verse 4: (Gemiini)
Murder motherfuckers from a mile a way
I can't find a single reason for a smile today
Happiness seems like its miles away
I Sit back and think of something wild to say
Am i killing competition? its hard to say
Stuck in this position, thats karma aye?
I feel the repetition, as it scars my veins
Tryna make a difference
Its a long shot, but look how far i came
Tell your parents that im to blame
When they come and ask you, why youve changed!
Tell them: that gemiini fucked with your brain
Tell them that gemiini's fucking insane
Tell them that hes got a lust for the pain
And a whole lot of love for the hate
I guess that's fate... it will follow him to the grave, cos...
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Hook: 3 (Gemiini)
I'm FUCKED UP within; BUT, STRUCTERED to win;
-Won't-take; MY-spot, Not NONE of them CUNTS; (Nah)
Cah OTHERS; just, CRUMBLE; like, DUST in-the-WIND..
But I'D STILL Rap with-a "Punctured Lung!" (Brap!)
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Verse 5: (ALL)
(Clarky)
Bare-Man; warn-know; -WHERE-I,-Stand... -But? -See C?
-He's 'Pissed'; Plus? -Sitting down; -Thinking-''Why; Is-It-Now; -
-Harder-To-Glance; At, The bars I see writen down.. ??!
Cah.. -I-Can't-Class; What, Passes-For-'Lyrics'; As, 'Lyrics' Now!
....Its Not 'Art' ...... Just.. 'Gimmicks'; Our, -
-Limits; In, Hip-Hop; Have-Quickly; Diminished; Now,-
-Commercial Dimwitts are dimming it down..
.. Officially; The Industry's; Killing our sound! ...
(Cazniac)
Clarky, cain, gemini... bungle
Ain't nobody better when we get up on the hustle
Hit after hit like we coming with the muscle
Lions on a hunt in the middle of a jungle
Taking rap back with skill;
Making it clap like steel
Running it on haters... never can you come and fade us
Cuz we doing it big for real
(Uncle Bungle)
Bare man wanna know where i stand
But i stand on my own; in a spliffed up zone!
Grown up rap, better leave me alone
You dont want to have to put this jigga into your dome
Enter your home; take all you own
Im known for bars, not criminal row
Im known for beats; but they will cost dough!
50 quid each!! that's my hustle on road!
(Gemiini)
Ive-got; one-crew; that's: ODNA, (WHO?)
Once-dead; now-alive, From: the Land of the brave, (TRUE)
Dropped 2 bombs now im riding the wave
Pushing to the front of the stage, uuuhhhh
Head by the speaker big gurn on my face
Eyes rolling back looking so out of place
Im getting ready for the next phase... (WHY?)
And you know you can never touch my pace! (OHHH...)
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