If the Roses Don't Kill Us

Christopher Denny

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If The Roses Don't Kill Us

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[Intro: Idylll] Welcome to The Underground... A wave of new rap talent has come together to showcase the unheard nature of the underground scene Y'all better prepare yourselves Control, The Jackal Coutz, DizzyEight Gatsby, Mythic And Levigne, presented by... James Daley [Verse 1: James Daley] Iced out, let the fucking pencil drip I'm on a rampage every time the pencil hits And I don't take break 'til the fucking pencil lifts So check the fan page if you wanna handle shit, I'm on a 'Nother level, triple six Motherfucking Aussie devil, little bitch Wanna fucking hit the pedal, I’ma click At his fucking brain, so end me I'ma go with the flow that still represents me I'ma show how I’ve grown with the pen dementing Every beat that I co-produce, I go reduce then go abuse And now I've shocked the room again Cop the noose again, pop hallucinogens Got me some guap, now the demons come to win Shot after shot, let me drown in booze again Let's top it off with some 360 Nurofen [Verse 2: Control] What the fuck is there left to say? I got a flow more smooth than a negligee Empty plates then I send the check to James So hot there’s no hell left to pay I shake off my doubts, then evade the lames Fuck chasing fame, I just entertain Life’s too short, not enough breaths to take So I gotta give praise up everyday For the fact that I’m still here, kicking and breathing I gotta spill this appeal for no particular reason I'm picturing evenings, you bitches would be quick to be leaving me Saying that you love the music but were sick of me tweeting it From the bounce you were doubting this so enough of the cowardice Quit the playing around with it, better say it to my face Wanna take shots? A bad taste comes first When it all gets sweet, that’s part of the chase [Verse 3: The Jackal] Ruthless, officious - I’m on my killing shit I’m bout to rock it, so hot that it’s igneous I’m bout to rocket, then blow like OV 99, then its nighty night to you peons I be on a different wave You surfing the web and you think that you brave I’m surfing tsunamis, I’m certainly tsunned by Anubis For being his Kin but I’m greater than him Jackal too powerful, set fire to osiris Then I’m drowning Poseidon, kill Zeus with his lightning And battle the Titans with hands tied in shackles I smack all you bitches, be done with you quickly Itchy and Scratchy but this ain’t no cat and mouse It’s cat versus god-killing powerhouse Count him out, he gonna pound you down How the hound do it? Now Coutz kill 'em stupid, I'm out [Verse 4: Coutz] Lyrical Holocaust, you ain’t ready to face the consequences Kill 'em all, they won’t stop us, we grabbing that top position Better believe we bringing that hot sauce killing every motherfuckers Leaving 'em staggered, stuck in the back with no way to make any type of progress Taking these suckas up outta the game, delivering some fiery shit Knocking 'em off in a second, I’m in the place like "Anybody here?" Send 'em off flying, they be biting the dust, I’m a pioneer Killing my rivals, they don’t stand a chance, against the S-tier Despair’s what we deliver on a daily basis We making 'em hate us, obey no one, getting that paper Fucking 'em up, man, I’m having a ball, you shouldn’t fool around here Disembowel 'em, leave 'em powerless, bodies out there getting battered Pick up a weapon, I’m willing to show 'em who the fucking master is Stomping my opponents, defeating us is miraculous They wondering how in the hell could they ever surpass this You better get outta the way, you get blasted [Verse 5: DizzyEight] Woke up, stretched to flex the flow The next to blow is me, yeah, I’m Upper echelon Every breath is blessed, it's known, my steps is drawn Etched a song on the pad that I sketch upon Accept my conception is when the best was born Don’t test what I possess 'less a Tec is drawn Detect a threat, don’t fret, I’m prepared for war Prevailed through storms and rose to a higher form Lemme stop, this is easy for me I’m the peak that they reaching to be To succeed ain’t the reason for me I speak on the beat to reach people in need The music go deeper for me I wanna be a beacon you see So my soul what I leak on the beat To show people what’s possible when you believe [Verse 6: Gatsb7] On God, split seas like Moses Y’all catch flow 'til boats tip No coco but they turn up they noses 'Til the snow hits and it shows I'm chosen Yeah, I meant dope, so hit the slopes Check all the boxes, I'll show you the ropes All of your letters are stuck on your 10th grade coat And mine are getting better through growth I ain't never make it on all state, but my flow progressive Y’all here to save face, I'm here to wreck shit Run up a check, I ain't need a blue check mark Feeling like Luke way I blew up your Death Star Who really wanna battle with Gats? I'm Dooku, way I'm curving the hands Your whole crew get bruised, your loose screws are moving I'ma leave you oozing, leave clean up to you and your fans My day ones gon' ride with me Masked up like we ready for a robbery No fold under heat, that's the irony Cause I really get bored when they lie to me That's G-A-T [Verse 7: Mythic] I’m flat-out the best, no mumble If you wanna enter the ring lets rumble Map out the rest, no humble Yeah, you’re fucking with the king of the jungle I walk the lands of where titan were born Summon up power that I can perform Better watch out, if you blink then you’re gone You’ll find yourself in the eye of the storm Watch out, one two knockout Catch more Zs than a high school dropout Build more bridges than you're burning Take that advice or you might get got now Enter the lair of the heathen, beware Tend to the stare of the demon, prepare Get you aware for the feeling, be scared If you want a war then it’s war that I declare [Verse 8: Levigne] Dissenter's st-st-stammer relentless grammar Oldies double back, quarter turn, and yammer Sickle hammer, sickle cell, sick of cypher manner Decrypt piths, the overarching term's within the banner "No work, all play" Words from delusions of grandeur Belittle the cogs, then turn hail the machine causing the cancer Uncontrollable emissions from fission, uncontrollable entrancers Results defy the norm, but sit with the answers Riddle dancer [Interlude: Idylll] We gon' bring it back... Nate Natural, Idylll Froz, Tokumei Mix, Chris Craig Splxt, and Leechy Boi [Verse 9: Nate Natural] Welcome to the collective of underground beasts A brand new perspective don't come around me I'm a force to be reckoned with, heckling records Invested in corps and a hundred round beef, aye This a caped crusade, Nate proving We a gut punch to the whole system they rebuilt Dug from the underground to jump in your face like- You've never been insurgent, inserting the .38 I'ma weave a curse inverted, perverted invertebrates Ain't no burning fakes, I'm just converting imperfect fates Don't you worry, talk alluring, encourage you hurry, wait Nate causing paradox hare to bear ensnared to roam vacant lots Making shots at your block, raised a lot for profit homie I'm taking stocks [Verse 10: Idylll] Ever cold Creation was epochal Be seen alphabetically Kill beta, alpha, me, king above kings Come down with a glow, or maybe a gleam And as I co-exist within every thought, never think it's a dream Up on feet, slip it in the slot, head as blank as it seems Like white blankets of string Likewise, I will now remain like life Every little pain in my side stay bite sized Nasty, but I've already claimed my time Heavy hit of Jay Carter, steady circulate the pipe lines Exactly, given not much of a choice if you think in between every line that comes out with the voice When loud lead poison from ninth cloud destroys shit Then gets hoisted high, smile like you're a kid again [Verse 11: Froz] You in the way of unstoppable massacre Shit is amateur You ain't close to my caliber During invasion, you better be scratching them dates off the calendar Switch plans, uh Now I ain't a battler, that don't mean you superior How you a white knight when I got the Excalibur? While you failing with a catheter? My shorty a scavenger She don't stay in one place, she a traveller She don't got nothing to prove, she can back it up Rewind button, the way that I back it up Rewind button, the way that I back it up Rewind button, I back it up Okay, okay, you oldies tyrannosaurs Keeping distance, I need me a calliper [Verse 12: Toku Mei] I’m that young nigga with gruesome mind You maggots hate on the kid because I’m rude with rhymes Better back up, you don’t wanna lose your life My bright lines cut throats like a lucid knife I got ADHD, call me Joyner Lucas I been blazing these beats, got a joint to prove it My enemies talk shit but enjoy my music Boy your stupid, nigga’s straight annoying and clueless Where your two cents at? Forgot you're broke No guap or dough, and you living off the microphone Only rap about whips like Silentó But that’s a nae nae homie like a child quote I’ll slash your tires like a psycho hoe Then continue to smash up on your side windows My nigga, I'm wreaking havoc, ain’t no light for hope You might go ghost, like Danny when he’s fighting, woah [Verse 13: That Rapper Mix] It’s the, half white half black nigga The daydreaming look up never back nigga That known for killing anybody who rap nigga That head too big but you can bet he never cap nigga Cold like skinny dipping in Ontario, man Cut you rappers in half like stereo tracks Take a head start, can’t get fairer than that I don’t care about that, I swear that I’m fast even with me carrying rap Greedy with the green, I ain’t sharing the cash, rap sick I’m wearing a mask Ain’t nobody holding up to Mix Keep a close watch, never got the time, Rolly on my wrist Hoping that my words hold up, I’m overclocking in See, you think shit sweet but it’s the polar opposite I’m a mix of MJ and Ali, a certified killer That's a thriller in Manila, my nigga For real, goddamn [Verse 14: IAMCHRISCRAIG] Nigga better jot this, I'm the criminal's accomplice Thinking you better than Christopher really be utter nonsense I smack down and I rock shit You would think my name is Dwayne Johnson Nigga Stone Cold, but he raw with a pen Hard as it gets, divinity is harbored within You starting your shit, I really can't be bothered with it I brought a little pump to Harvard and I'm dropping them quick Don't be like me, niggas gonna D-I-E If they wanna step up to a nigga It'll be Spike Lee, when I grab a C-L-I-P And I get to shooting up a flick I am known to be monstrous They compare me to a loch ness, how I tear up a town But I am told to be god sent By the words of a prophet, and now I'm looking for crowns okay [Verse 15: Leechy Boi] We're really here to stay, you ain't really here to play You ain't really with the gang, but you claim you bang I've been slaving by the day, barely sleeping, I can't take All the stresses, you're messing with my income you pay Known for power and the clout, but I'm down for the linking Put a hole in your battleship, you're down for the sinking Breaking the bow, bringing you down, you ain't rising past me Off the lines, I'm a leech, I'm loud when I'm tweaking Sitting in my room got me thinking 'bout that bad shit A xanny every day, yeah, prescription, not a habit Everybody getting money, knew I had to have it If I didn't curve 'em, I'd be caught up in the madness A bad habit, I was caught up in the caskets Shoot a .23, that boy, he caught up in the basket Red down to the bone, yeah, he running with them rabbits Old school, still blasting, I'm a brand new classic [Verse 16: Splxt] Where it’s at my guy? Barely rapping, what is that my guy? What you say is cap and so my face is kappa Pull the gat and you’ll get capped, my guy Or you’re running from us Word to big mama 'cause your mother chungus So an uppercut will under function not result in a reduction of an imposter if there’s one among us You’ll get hit in the chest, now you’re losing your breath And I’m shocking and bringing 'em back to life, my fist is a defibrillator When I get to writing, every line I’m dropping is exciting like when you’re seeing an egg develop inside of an incubator You following the beef, Little Bo Peep Lock 'em under the ground, they’ll be lowkey So clean that I get to smoking 'em with no weed Stay blessed, but I don’t sneeze