VERSE-1
The truth is hard to swallow, unforgiving,
I ain’t sloppy like Schofield Kid
Don’t need a bottle, always thinking straight,
put me in a test, I’m crystal clear (Damn straight),
directions changed, need a new sign,
we drive literally through a fucking cliff,
the systems broken, wite collar-crime,
top dog predators, rofessional thieves, real deal,
product of society, it runs in our genes,
your PhD is just a symbol of greed
keep it running, keep it moving
they flow like a river, never seen anything like it,
it’s freezing in the yard, even before the dead arrived
pure breed of evil, ancestors destroyed most of our seeds
like Amir Biki in 84 (God rest his soul)
another denial, better get used to it
too strong to be overthrown, by 98 we closed the book
the new order they said, it’s the same old shit different briefcase
VERSE-2
You spit for money, ain’t nothing wrong with that
You better learn, don’t give me that shit (that’s true)
Insecurity make you slow, I know I’m late in the game
break the cycle and it’s not about fame
natural born rapper, perfectly crafted
I’ve mastered it, my flows erratic,
boggles your mind, you just can’t touch it,
my words are unerring tools of destruction,
and you've come unprepared to disarm them (shit)
my rhymes my remedy full of scenery
recycle hiphop, rewrite scriptures and change history (real shit)
now the lions out of the cage
I’m roaming free when I’m around the fucking pen
Ain’t fucking around man, I’m coming for you
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023