Bittersweet

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dazastah] Check, another installment, fresh involvement With the view like satellites in orbit I'm floating above the rest with tightened breaths Probably 'cause I got a lung full of zest When you hear the bomb, I'm phatter than superchrons When I unload my spray of words in a steel-like flow Suckers who defy our [?], they'll make you breathless 'Cause my best hit will leave you chestless You don't wanna see me in action 'Cause a fraction of skill left the last cunt with brain damage I'm like [?] you forget about, try this 'Cause my shit's madder than getting laid by two chicks Like bouncers, I enforce crowd control [?] like the devil wishin' they had a bit of soul Frontin' like you want to tangle I'll stab words in your stomach and twist a paragraph in every angle [Hook (Sampled): Jehst, Mr. Eon] And a bittersweet song in my heart, I take heavy steps Now I release the masterpiece of my music [Verse 2: Optamus] The force of nature, the elemental blend I strike with the force of [?] until the turbulent end Like a murderer's revenge, I'm coming straight for your jugular Flying words attacking, indiscriminate to who the fuck you are [?] start being nice Pack a punch, when I [?] you'll be seeing me twice My reasons for? I dunno, I got a plan like Napoleon King We're going until they're burning like petroleum Six months, we deviate, sometimes I need a break Sometime their secrets stay, lost in a hopeless world of evil [?] choice or be cool enough to hang with But it's never the way, it's hypothetically Imagine if tall poppy cutters just didn't exist So just forget about their egos and listen to this [Hook (Sampled): Jehst, Mr. Eon, Sample] And a bittersweet song in my heart, I take heavy steps Now I release the masterpiece of my music One, one, two, two, three, three, four [Verse 3: Dyna-Mikes] Now that you've heard, and now that you know Thou shalt not sleep and thou shalt not [?] [?] up like [?] in the concrete Cardiac is what we [?] every day of the week Lines are covered in chrome, shining everyone's dome Even my [?] tapes tracks never rust Nine [?] couldn't conquer us Prone to all sorts of seasons All sort the [?], you can't catch my meaning [?] infidels I leave breathing Impregnate the mic [?] in uncharted waters like semen I'm flirting with words, your [?] mates sound the siren It's a jailbreak, like TNT, I'm bombin' For those about to top hip-hop, we salute you For those about to break and spin wax, we salute you For those about to spin shit, we salute you With a middle finger up, I know you're no use to Such abuse, I refuse to lose I choose to prove anyone, any crew and any of you [Outro: Dyna-Mikes, Jehst] That's it, any of you, any of you, come get some Ha ha And a bittersweet song in my heart, I take heavy steps