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The Procussions lyrics : "The Drum feat. Blame One"


[Intro 1] Mr. J. Medeiros
I got a ringing in my ear

From banging on a drum all these years

[Intro 2] Stro Elliot

I got a ringing in my ear
From banging on a drum all these years


[Intro 3] Mr. J. Medeiros
Conscious rap is a gimmick
Are you conscious of that

You sell an ominous black cloud
They'll promise to act now
Kids just be honest and rap


[Intro 4] Stro Elliot
Wow, is that your meaning of a rap song?

You talk loud say nothin' what 's that for
Krypton or clark
Green or Bill Bixby

Who let ya'll in without a key you sissys

[Verse 1] Mr. J. Medeiros

I'm the straw man arsonist
Are all men narcissists
Monsanto's needing more land to plant arsenic

Big pharma with pig farmer
See how they dig karma
Put a lid on ya mute ya suit ya

Kamasutra future with a fruit ya aint use ta
Truth aint the truth it use ta be man
Damn right I'm angry

Cause this Ayn Rand fans
Got a hand that aint ever fiend the pipe as a baby
Military conquest millions in a contest

Stub-born children I mean literally armless
Some learned to win but then it killed them in their conscience
Love burns within until you spill it's very contents

Name now what's a name with no consequence
Shame they say the blame is in our confidence
Change they say it never knows constant

Them chains been the same since the taming of the continent

[Hook:]

Put up, what up
Bo Bo Bo
Suckas wanna flow but they got no show

So drop that, low end
Hands up, show them
Stand up, throw them

Fists in the air now
Hold them up
Hold them up

Hold them up
Fists in the air now
Hold them up


[Verse 2] Stro Elliot
I'm more Frank Zappa than Frank White in a limousine

A leaner Peter Griffin comedian in a scene with 20 actors
Romantic comedy drama action types
I'm laughing like

"Oh you must be doing this for practice right?"
Oh you're professional?
Nah. I know what a rapper's like

Authentic and raw with a Lion sized appetite
Ya'll fall flat and start actin like a rhyming N'domukong Sue
You blame me, I blame you ooh

An NFL reference, Must mean that I'm a man that shoots deer
And drinks six beers for breakfast
Nah. couldn't be further from the truth

A word concerning you
Some of you rappers need to move further from the booth
And learn to turn that noose into a tourniquet removing

Circulation from that part of the brain exaggeration moves
My diagnosis? your dialogue is appalling
Take 2 of these when your falling
Never call me in the morning I'm sleep


[Hook:]
Put up, what up
Bo Bo Bo
Suckas wanna flow but they got no show
So drop that, low end

Hands up, show them
Stand up, throw them
Fists in the air now
Hold them up
Hold them up

Hold them up
Fists in the air now
Hold them up

[Verse 3] Blame One

I be the blame first number to the right of zero
I got the sight to steer you, no hype or hero and despite dinero,
Coming and going I perfected my flowing fluently.
Mobb with the Procussions, there's nothing you can do to me.
You or me?, I usually kill it about two to three,
Barz in. Your sparing with arson. Tom foolery.

Snatch up all your jewelry and hand it to the homeless.
My condolence to your raps I body bag is just a bonus.
Labels wanna own us, we could never be a sound slave.
Walking down the path that I paved upon the ground laid,
Years ago. With many years to go, cheers so here's to those!
Peeps that persisted, don't get it twisted I'm here to grow.
Time is never over till the most high decides it is.

Think I'm getting weak or at my peak? I be surprising kids.
Sliding lids back, vibing as I spit raps
Switch back to writing graff and cats be like "he did that?"

[Hook:]
Put up, what up
Bo Bo Bo

Suckas wanna flow but they got no show
So drop that, low end
Hands up, show them
Stand up, throw them
Fists in the air now
Hold them up
Hold them up

Hold them up
Fists in the air now
Hold them up

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