Bring your mind out to the overcast spectrum

[Verse 1: DOA]
Record labels get rich off of cheap artists
You gotta be fucking kidding me, you speak garbage
Sitting ducks, you’re weak targets
My beats hit the streets hardest
Your producer, he alright, but he’s too concerned with credibility
Rappers from the hood, but they have no ability
[?] from the burbs, drop my raps fluently, come with words
All you cats are so absurd
Rap with your head down, don’t run that turf
Face it, dude, I [?] back you up on your little MySpace feud
I would never waste my fuel, while you slowly burn out
But I have returned now
Everything you lack
Yes, I have the nerve now
Overcast is back

[Verse 2: Isor One]
Bring your mind out to the overcast spectrum
Ridiculous intensity, I rip into the melody
Perfect with every movement, fluent, that’s the way I do it
Soothing like the sound of a harmonic [?] bombing your stereo
View is airy, incomparable to the average flow
They said oh for the status quo
But they could never hang with a dope ass style like this so they have to know
Isor One breaks it down, bring new styles to the table
Disable fake fables, stand up one time
[Verse 3: Identity]
Out of the deepness of the dark comes a light that grows a spark that in the end will show the start from Adam and Eve to Noah’s Ark
From mind and body to soul and art, the heart is loved, the brain is smart
If smart’s what sets the brain apart from left to right, from light to dark
From dealing in parks in other playground, we’re coming up with the brand new sound
The sound [?] town to make it rain until you drown
The illest in the building, still the realest, leave you feeling sick
Feel us where the feelings catch a cold, will leave you chilling quick

[Verse 4: Isor One]
Last up, you’ve entered to the phantom’s opera
Beats rock ya like a full glass of vodka
See, when we lace a track, we demand this proper
Hardcore like death metal bands and rockers
We’re back to the block to command and conquer
No [?] where you move, gotta [?]
A deadly chess game, I’ll be snatching pawns up
You get smoked quick like a gram of ganja
Thinking you up in this, we’ll be lasting longer
It’s harder to compete with the plans I conjure
You musta been trippin’ if you passed this song up
Overcast is back for you bland imposters