Written, produced,arranged and mixed by EliBOMSDlO.
Once again, I sincerity apologize for the shitty video...its just about the song.
Thank you.
These forms of sound
Will make ya' get down
You could look for Me, but G I'm not found
Hardcore underground
Like a dirty four pound
Burried 10 past 6 feet deep
when in the mix
Can be steep on the creep
with this wicked technique
And never ever sleep.
Verse one:
Capture your rapture
And fracture you're stature
Just from lookin' atcha'
Medusa couldn't catch a
Glance no chance, she got tooken' way past the
Entrance to trance...Yo! Straight up disaster
She hit my shit and got stoned much faster
And the snakes in her head were put out to pasture
From this bald bastard
It's EliBOMSDlO the way I handle this
Walk across my own flow
Like home town was Nazareth Yo
Sick kid, call me liquid or wicked
Whatever, scandalous
Words and verbs to smash through dams with
Metaphors and dime tours through my mind yours
Couldn't handle the whole thing at once of course
Try to conceptualize the rise of my notions up close n'
Breaking the back of an Iron Horse in motion
I am not into coastin' full speed, no jokin'
I could break the wrath in half, and still leave em chockin'
Hands of death around breath
Without askin'
Graspin' gaspin' your last n'
Now why in the fuck would you go around pokin'?
At me when you know I keep these cloaked in
Nothing! Nada, fuck all. It's obvious...smokin'
Wack rap and aim at the lobbyist.
Chorus:
The form of the sound
Straight to get down
You could look for The E'
But G
I'm not found
The form of the sound
Straight to get down
You could look for The E'
But G
I'm not found
These sound forms leave ya underground
16 feet deep, I mean I'm steep on the creep
Like a four pound
Never ever sleep...With this wicked technique
Verse Two:
I inflict patterns
Quick to disassemble
Kick a new fashion
Over instrumental
No longer resemble
Then bash em' to your temple
Pandemic so sick just
Took out ure thickest sentinel
Inflict damage to the mental,
Pick the quickest to the pencil
Rhetoric draped around storms
You're Resentful no stencil
To get the hits
Shapes and sound forms
That fucked up your dental
Homes' bring essential
Almanacs, maps
Blueprints and directions
I warn, the attacks of raps
Swarms through
And do stints in all sections
And that's just the norm
Perfections on the list
Infections gettin' envious
Keep they eye on this
I'm guessin' they want the lesson
Cause there's no cure to this
Mysterious from start to the end
And my friend the pen's gettin' furious
Again and only ascend, from the paper when
Thoughts are formatted and arranged without static
Lots of sworn addicts, go estranged
When I bust out erratic....cause I'm accurate!
Short and long range
And that's it, for the time being
Another one in the can. And, dope is whatcha' seein'
Chorus:
The form of the sound
Straight to get down
You could look for The E'
But G
I'm not found
The form of the sound
Make ya get down
You could look for The E'
But G
I'm not found
These sound forms leave ya underground
16 feet deep, I mean I'm steep on the creep
Like a four pound
Never ever sleep.
Peace!
EliBOMSDlO.
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44386
Rating :
5.00
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Video Length :
3 : 19
Comments :
Great sound Awesome vid too.
Thanks Hannah!
anyone can leave a comment, all i ask is that you are not racist, a woman hater or just plain idiotic.
thanks.
EliBOMSDlO
peace.