I SPIT
produced by:
No Neck Beats
mix & master by: Kabal
lyrics/vocals by:
Kabal & Tank Diggs
contains samples from:
"Defective Trip (Trippin')"
by: Gravediggaz
& "NYPD" by: Nighthawks
(c)Midian Music 2020
lyrics
“I Spit”
produced by:
No Neck Beats
lyrics/vocals by:
Kabal & Tank Diggs
contains samples from:
"Defective Trip (Trippin')"
by: Gravediggaz
& "NYPD" by: Nighthawks
(c)Midian Music 2020
[Passage 01: Eurynomos]
I spit, you spit, he spit, she spit
They spit, we spit, everybody spitting on some
Weak shit, meek kids, geek rigs, firing
Leaking shit beats with the software you pirating
We pioneered and engineered with whatever
We got our hands on, stand strong
& land another grand song
Being white in Canada and rapping in the 90s
Like a game of "Where's Waldo" tracking trying to find me
Realer than real, lyric spouter Ace
But getting a deal was about as likely
as winning a lunar trip to outer space
Paved the ways, all the bricks got laid
Now shroud in decay, with your routers in place
Nowadays everybody takes the super information highway
Check your buy rates
graduate to Facebook from MySpace
Pay for followers? Get to walking
& stay the fuck away because I spit when I'm talking
[Passage 02:Pious Paul/Eurynomos]
Pimp when I walk, spit when I talk
I got the kind of flow to leave you in a state of shock
Knock you off your block, I’m headed to the top
& in my path they finding these bodies outlined in chalk
Of lesser MCs stricken with disease
& when the end is near they be praying upon their knees
Got everyone yelling out “Hercules! Hercules!”
I manufacture runs suicide squeeze
So listen to my voice until your ears bleed
I gives you what you want
because I gives you what you need
Busting down the door busting down the door
High Priestz hit it raw like never before
What are words for? What are words for?
The beats, the beats, please back me some more
Your ignorant shit won't get a buck of my share
& if you can't spit then why the fuck would I care?
[Passage 03: Eurynomos/Pious Paul]
Eurynomos the Greek prince of sad death
Breathe pestilence don't need mints for bad breath
Expel saliva that be reeking of sativa
To get you higher than alp tips in Geneva
Non believers feel me splatter your vitals
Deliver DDTs like I was after the title
Drawing number 6 but still I’ll win the Royal rumble
Sure I fucking spit but you never hear me mumble
Heavyweight champ not giving it back
I’m holding a strap, don’t fuck with me I’m holding a strap
You’re taking a lap, because you need to calm down
No Neck engineering on this High Priest sound
Kabal on the verses, Tank casting curses
6 of your friends loading your body into a hearse
It’s a, real, real, real real shame
You occupying space now get out of my lane
credits
from The Midnight Mass E.P.,
released June 27, 2020
No Neck (P.Oppermann)
Kabal [Eurynomos](K.Theodoropolus)
Tank Diggs [Pious Paul](P.Caruso)
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