Soylent Green

Lyrics

[Intro: K21] [?] [?] let's get them [?] man "Do you have the words straight?" "You know, I won't understand them if I live to be a hundred" (Cheah) "You won't" [Verse 1: K21] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy shame on you Talkin' about your hustle, you're in Avon, dude In this game y'all lose, I'm insane on tunes Life's a name-wrong, same song played on loop I got a mouth full of nitroglycerin Hide your kids and kins, pack 'em in a car and drive to Millicent Find significance while feelin' like the livin' dead You've stumbled on this planet for a while to write some shit instead (Who the fuck are you?) I'm James Belushi, find me makin' sushi Grew sets, sprayin' lucies, though I ain't no bushi I'ma slay your proofread, I'm insane like Busey I slept on all of you rappers like a late-night movie You can pay my juice week, make you fade like roofies In unsuspicious cups, I've come to rip it up Speak heat with the dream team, no one does it like G.E. And T, we get it in, we're a different species [Chorus: Trials] "Abduction is in full effect" (K21) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" "Abduction is in full effect" (Mr Trials) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" "Abduction is in full effect" (The Funkoars) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" (Hilltop) "Above and beyond" (Vents One) "Above and beyond" (ADFU) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" (The Briggasaurus) [Verse 2: Trials] Said, if you're going down to the bush today Well, then it's on like I'm Julian Assange with a blonde On my arm, fucked up, across the pond in a bar Getting scandalous, doin' what belongs in the car (Yo, medic!) The dreads comin', did away with the razor (Fuck it!) Drank half a bottle, sang "away with the manger" Lookin' like the saviour, all around town With the sickness, prescriptions must come; the persistence Much as I need them, needed a better reason (Yeah) My GP seen me comin' and started leavin' Eat the valium, hijack twelve Like I was breakin' sound barriers, I could throw a motherfuckin' Aircraft carrier, you could pick a tune And do the best move that you ever knew and I'd still parry it Uh, it's not a habit, it's a dalliance The food is from France and the girls are Italian [Chorus: Trials] "Abduction is in full effect" (K21) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" "Abduction is in full effect" (Mr Trials) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" "Abduction is in full effect" (Greenhouse) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" ([?]) "Above and beyond" (Realizm) "Above and beyond" (D-rapht) "Above and beyond all that other bullshit" (Broken Tooth) [Verse 3: K21, Trials] Cheah, cheah, yep Monster mash, crush and kill the spot, the dash Obnoxious stance, skull snapper, lock your vans It's the return of the incredible Drongo-man Forgot your spill; from the filth, I washed my hands Stompin' on the mic jam, rockin' till the night ends I'm a bison, and that bit of lime in your light, sent From years away with a mission to merc Vader It's Sir Danger, burn traitors with blurred faces (Yo, yeah) Nothing describes the dread felt better Than belt dryer, turntables, the felt never grip It just slips so the scratchin' is easy Live on the peace pipe, kick back, relax in a teepee (Hola) Smash the party, "Whose scandalous?" Fuck up your girlfriend's bath, kick all the candles up (Fuck off) Put them and your CDs in the blender Recommend a better rapper, send 'em in and then I end it It's the Seargent scum with retarded drums The plastered one, who came to give the party some Start it up, I give the drummer some, still 21 And as crazy as ever, the sentence send him nuts Me and Trigger ain't ready to fuck around Machete has come to town and he's steady to hunt 'em down Just a misfit, misbehavin' in the River Mystic Golden Era 2012: you know who mixed it It goes like this: you feel like shit, then get dated Go to sleep, hate it, wake up and then get faded (Rinse repeat) Yeah, I been in the streets, lookin' for trouble (The Oars) You got a sandwich board, givin' out cuddles Mother of all fucks, short and tall poppies, they all cut (Fuck off) Few divas fantasising like two litres Few reefers, crews deeper and I'm done Till the police show their teeth and I run (Then I run)