The Count (исполнитель: Sandpeople)
IAME: I duck the limelight proudly if you've seen me, then you probably wouldn't doubt me when I say there's nothing Hollywood about me [bad word] A-list, just a bunch of K-Feds claiming they've made it Made what? (I've made it to the top) Shut up, you ain't made [bad word] Most your fame's derived from luck--right place at the right time If you get signed it doesn't matter if you suck, you'll do just fine Lose your mind, thinking you're god's gift to music that spits the [bad word] yo 'til your fifteen minutes are up and we're like Where the [bad word] did you go? mo-b: I'ma boss hard like Hugo with a rockstar-size ego and a [bad word] star libido representing Tusken raiders I'm a head banger, balla-tician, colt politickin holler if this is reminiscent to the ones you deem the greatest Yeah, you will be the greatest at [...] like coca leaves 'cause y'all [bad word] more plastic than polypropelene So puh-lease don't provoke me with your spineless manouevres 'cause my heart will seek out violence, like first-person shooters Ethic: Now that we out of the gates our crew makes its case for hardest working We ten deep, these pens speak, but we remain observant Our ends meet, and rent's cheap and music's most important now we got heads either nodding in or turning towards Portland Sapient: The tip of the pen is mightier than the point of the sword but still I'm stuck between the voice of the lord and the spoils of war There is no award waiting for me for showing valour and refusing to smoke and powder [bad word] growing flowers Ethic: They hold the power of the Northwest in its strengthening grip the statement is this (what?) Sandpeople are painfully sick And yeah, the name doesn't fit but the pages we script are hot like the way that we spit, and it's got me anxious to get a spotlight Sapient: And it's not like we don't leave behind excellence to pass inspection by eagle-eye pessimists and I don't believe the lie that people like settling for pre-designed specimens So when my impression was left it redefines everything Al-One: N-n-n-non-stop we hear them, we're [...] we wa-watch and listen, and nah-not who isn't very-very who styles, very-very [bad word] [...] beneath the sand, unleash the plans [bad word] the task [...] M-m-my resolution resonating on a higher level elevating, penetrating [...] well awaited and you can tell 'cause me and this mic is well acquainted Separation ain't in sight, so [bad word] let's celebrate it Illmaculate: It's the work I chose, murder every verse I wrote I speak facts, you can see that with your third eye closed I been smashing and killing the mic, no flashing grill with the ice between having a deal, and having to deal with the hype So, I really hope you watching, we won't be stopped 'til we're slowly rotting in a lonely coffin, it's our only option Hopefully the rep is known and spreading globally the metronome's a stepping stone, the booth's a second home to me OnlyOne: I dream of hiding the metal inside my hoodie pockets trying to be ghetto, aight, you should be cautious You rhyming for pebbles, ice and [bad word] pop and when I've been writing, like the devil that took me hostage Y'all [bad word] with us, still stumped from us if I was 21, one of [bad word] up and get a (brrat!) You probably whipped the biggest piece of junk I've seen picking up on [bad word] teens (hi!) you can't touch my team, we're the [bad word] kings Gold: I only steamroll these people to free souls and shed a little light through their peepholes until it bleeds gold placebos Collect your 200$ cheque before you pass your ego we'll de-robe your s