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RONI SIZE & REPRAZENT lyrics : "Centre of the Storm feat. Zack de la Rocha"

Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

Blast this vision I sketch a war crime can't rest

Across frequencies east to west-style
Our adrenaline
Let's tap the vein-made line resistance, meditate maintain

All the settled matter of cops scatter our blood loss
So matter of fact, no love lost
See me clock the steely lock, of Mussolini's illogical, the minds of the flock

No line divides, violence and reason sold, this killing season, is freezing
So zero degrees and cold, there's 41 reasons to blast back,
No one followed Diallo to the brave, fade to black

I'm all city is heavy I drop elephant %#@!
Smear the face of a fascist priest pope, hey
So to the mayor may I, say I, endorse the wholesale murder of your force, of course

Cuz pieces of myth in New York, burn in white rock star court,
Don't choke if you smell smoke, I dip my tongue in gun powder, then I clear my throat


Chorus:

The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoodie hide my eyes

The critics rush me like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size

Enter the center of the storm

I toss pieces of my syllables like

My angle is I dangle styles
For the flock to follow, too deep for the shallow
Superstitious !@$@s that get played like a tarot

Baseline strata will shatter your bone marrow
Blind they can't see me, bully me
No need to wonder how starter became the pharaoh

Tongue acrobata, none fatter, never narrow
I shoot the sheriff, and beretta, and his pharaoh
Like the gift like gad*, rip your ribcage hollow

$#&@ the flame into your brain matter with the sharpest arrows

Chorus:


The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoodie hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I


Enter the center of the storm, with Size
The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoodie hide my eyes

The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size

Enter the center of the storm

Let's attract, let's attract, what, what, what

Let's attract, let's attract, what, what, what

From my mental sparks fly, why is do or die

Five-o got all the maggots so why can't I
Fly by fast like an $$#assin mashing
Soon we'll see the beast reach for the sky

But for now I'll keep my mind sharp
We'll be them bad kids tracking* the park after dark
Lips* do flips never kick fiction

Two-thousand* clash* summer*, now face the guns* or bricks dog*
Break the fakes they'll never check reality
On it with Roni we devastate the scenery


Chorus:


Aggravator, two chips bidder, mod life goody while my hoodie hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I


Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoodie hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I

Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm


Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
Enter the center of the storm
Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm


Our jurisdiction the world
Our jurisdiction the world
Our jurisdiction the world
Our jurisdiction the world


Blast, this vision I sketch a war crime can't rest
Across frequencies east to west-style
Our adrenaline
Let's tap the vein-made line resistance, meditate maintain
All the settled matter of cops scatter our blood loss

So matter of fact, no love lost
See me clock the steely lock, of Mussolini's illogical, the minds of the flock
No line divides, violence and reason sold, this killing season, is freezing
So zero degrees and cold, there's 41 reasons to blast back,
No one followed Diallo to the brave, fade to black

I'm all city is heavy I drop elephant %#@!
Smear the face of a fascist priest pope, hey
So to the mayor may I, say I, endorse the wholesale murder of your force, of course
Cuz pieces of myth in New York, burn in white rock star court,
Don't choke if you smell smoke, I dip my tongue in gun powder, then I clear my throat


Chorus:

The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoodie hide my eyes
The critics rush me like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm


Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

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