Drapht - Front Line Lyrics
[Drapht]Pushing your luck (whoa!) treading on thin iceDon't know how to play the game, then why roll the dice?My battle tactics I kept locked in a chestThe right time to strike is your one wrong stepClassed a pest by the eye of societySun goes down, appears Drapht almightySight me, unlikely, a shadow in the nightLeave a trail of fat cap chrome that shines in the nightAggressive appetite for destructionBombing or busting, won't be brought down by your suctionNumber one function, I illuminate the momentUncontrollable damage unleashed on opponentsLike anacondas, wrapping/rapping tight and deadlyStunned, left breathless by more class than BentleysThis deranged frenzy feeds off a soulRocking more heads than medieval catapultsNecks jolt, led by S-B-X cultThe rest bolt from text that burns quicker than voltsYour fault, for even thinking you can stepNot saying we're the best but don't call us nothing less[Hunter]I live my life on credit, spend my cash before I get itIt's true because I said it, in the paper I had read itNow it's all lies, open your mind's eyesSee the disguise of people living their lives through possessionsAnd I, found wealth and it's written on this trackI take what I want from Hip Hop and give it right backA true player and I'm always on the HuntAnd that's the reason why I wrote the song 'I'm a Cunt'I'm out the front taking pictures of pretty girlsI'd like to travel the world and see the banners unfurledOf Hip Hop, and its cultural diversityI stay to the walls of beats like textbooks to universitiesA professor, an obsessor, don't accept nothing lessFrom the West, but the best of Syllabolix unrestThe quest, the text is through with making fansI just want the shit out there before the world ends{X2}The front line, where battles are first metExplosive text dropped on swirling headsS-B-X, the platoon from the WestSkills progress as we demolish the best[Dazastah]The notes and keys of this mad melodyUnlock the secrets of Dazastah's wizardrySpawned from a single ideaThe S-B-X germs spread a disease called fearStarting out maggot, we feed off this shitBuzzing protgs fly under my wingsSyllabolix drop like paratroopersAll armed with a mouth like bazookasHeavy artillery, don't take us lightlyThe soles of our shoes are landmines see?Cunts, join us or perishOn this Aus' Hip Hop voyage the journey is endlessWalk through hell and swim through lavaThe nights get cold and the days get darkerExtreme conditions, built to lastMy problem is you won't hear me have the final laugh[Layla]I Hunt for Dazastahs and perfect my DraphtsI force tasks on myself and stay true to the artWe sharp lines like darts, I hit red every timeAnd got threads through my eyes so I joined the front lineA fanatic warhead eager to campaignAnd what I'm believing in today is your fall of fameTo be frank, you were just singing in the rainIn gutter as you shatter as I soak up the hand shapesA hurricane, I sweep cunts off their feetNot with fuss but with a gust as powerful as this beatYou got no choice but to remember meWith a giant rejection, Jack can go ***** his beansI stalk instrumentals like tomcats on heatThen pull my thoughts in like open doors on submarinesYou come to see the techniques of the WestA performance barrier that keeps the crowds pressed
