paroles de chanson Taking It There - Teknical Development.is

Ten on the drop start another verse sailing
Never sell the soul, sold out vinyls on release
Waiting on the day the true cost in the conversation means something
Powerful words of expression
Business minds that try twist your ethics
No act in the visual, the scene wants to show you
The real life version back to the illusion, the scream
Rich faces entertained on the everyday struggle of the other
Like violence, drugs and sex?
Open up your front door
Let's do this for real, your included
How much more of the truths will you continue to live?
Ignorant fucks raw nature of love you can't understand
Never in your life point your fingers with pressure
Wild child cut your face, feet up on the dinner table
Disrespect your mother, taking it pass normal
Say something,
Waiting on the day someone says my name in this world of rap
Home based tragedies ain't no one other
In this Island hold it down like us we or I
How we do it, fuck all your sentences with no meaning
Low under the radar, radio shows with same styles, same old same
Booth of fire, let em' all burn ain't no fear
This is for all dem beat makers fucking up the scene
Cut your face with the vinyl, simple formulas
Even the spirits can hold it down to your rhythm
Let alone them drum patterns, to easy no test on creation
The visions enough, seen it all before
Touched by the real you choose to glorify, word to Shane
Don't wish this life experience upon you, now show some respect
Next it be you, pissed, people vexed touch by death
Your missing, the real test by the ones who act loud
So be prepared when your words and sounds of entertainment get tested
Live and direct out that pitch black darkness
Touched a nerve? then come and get me
Ten years later in the future can
You face expression on what you act now?
The light owns what's done in the dark
For them old school faces on some bullshit
Your the strength to help the up n coming
Bring them on tours, be the guide that's needed
Show them a path better than yours
Some many deaf ears to the word
But hug the ways of the other that don't give a fuck
Whats Love?