Culture

歌詞

[chorus x2: scratches] This, is, original indigenous This is all that we know that we have (cul-cul-cul-culture) This, is, original indigenous This is all that we know that we have (die-die-die for they culture) [I-Self Divine] We dealin' with sound, filling ya crown with immaculate Concepts, classic air max in cortex Vortex, sucking you in Building my fortess, forcefield Forty acres for construct building This hip-hop landscape is my energy and culture High lyricism spill my blood for the rapture Metaphor foreside me guided me wise me Sewn shut like an in-seem huh niggas eyes be Chewin' on crushed glass, through how to see the robbery Gettin' off the tips million dollar lottery odyssey I'm, sincere to the utmost, severe to industry cut-throats For real, hip-hoppers feel niggas glucose The fashionest, isolate the fascist Mashin', supplemental stashes of hash plants Dirty cheap, cash advance, an avalanche Full of faulty plans, galaxies shatter, full like the ASCAP [chorus x2] "This is all that we know that we have, is this life Those who don't believe, that they can suffer now and get theirs after death" [I-Self Divine] Pain, tattooed to the face tight High field general, I-Self damaging, earning his stripes Queens thought the obelisk movement was love movements Love music, kings and queens concieve seeds to this And achieve high degrees to this Like specialists, my grandmaster flash messages Very visual and graphic like bombed paintings With self-inflicted wounds to the cardiovascular instinct Ninety-eight degrees/98 degrees in sync/nsync Interchangable cables and links Medallions the size of kitchen sinks With labels of anger designed, with Europeans in mind We distorted the prism with turtle-shine Street rappin' with slang, king English cut and butchered Assassinate, reborn a culture that's decultivate Bullet ricochet through asbestos hallways Asthmatic athletes run fast in track meets This, is, original indigenous Before Columbus, or Columbine High gun busts Supreme, queens glistening the radiant sun Marley Marl man tonic soul sonic hold chronic Like heaven on Earth, when the vinyl hit the obelisk Water-head niggas burst when they over-confident Impact, my sistas got gats up in they head wraps Drug-traffic rap, aftermath on the mayhem [chorus x2] "culture" [x3]