STAND TALL

Stand tall
Weak Bitches fall
Old Skool hardcore
The ways of the welcome
We feel this
Welcome to the world of the real
All your bullshit
Crushed under my heel
GI boot of the true you be asking who
Am I now…
Put in your placin
You be facin
Life without parole
Crippled minds on the dole
Reload this chamber
And empty your soul
Take you apart from the grassy knoll
Where you are no better
Speakin shit only makes you wetter
By never the better from getting better this old setter
For failure from your cell
I will mail you
It will read
There is no food
But this lyrical feed
To make you recognise and bleed
On the inside
Where you have no pride
Can't put aside your soft gooey centre
And remain hardcore
Mind made of whipped cream
Quick highs
Now your a fiend
You remain nameless
Because you are internal fameless
Always negatively blameless
Hear the real sound
From the underground
The beat is straight from your heart
Not afraid of K Mart
Or be apart
From your Mumma
Just cut the cord
See who's Lord
Take this lyrical Sword
And cut your throat
Ride the boat
In the river of blood
And look above
Feel the love of the underground
Cause you have been found
Only now Muther Fucker
Wear that crown
Cause you are you
No wool on your back
Your mind whole
Now without a crack
Take this message to the others who still fuck their Mothers instead of their Lovers
Togeather we won't bring it back
Without cause or tact
We will take hardcore back
Cause I just went clean
A little stumble
Maybe a fumble
But i don't give a Fuck
Cause I just got throw down
With no delay
No reverb
No a God Damm Thing
Just raw
And my luck
Just flow
Just freestylin
Gonna drive this lyrical truck
Right Up your arse
Plant my seed
And Bring you your new reality