Spitfire 96BPM
coruscate
UPDATE 2012: This has been turned into a two verse pella, AND the original mix is uploaded too. There’s a “newer” version that by accident, is at the same BPM here http://ccmixter.org/files/C...
Oh man that is some good stuff you got right there
Yyyyeah I’m feeling the vibe ha ha ha
pas me the microphone man
I think I’m going to tear shit up
I breath smoke now it’s time to spitfire
take this toke and light up like high wires
I’ve got a cast iron lung to empower my tongue
while you’re as done as bad puns in reruns
as I huff and puff and prepare to explode
You point the gun to the side reload reload
I got more credit than a pocket full of quarters
I’m over the top like acts from Blackwater
Earthly gyration California earthquake
Got you hooked like girls on choco cheesecake
this good vibration doesn’t need batteries
It’s sweet and sour just like strawberries
my birth sign is ths fifth in line
burn enough power to refine what is mine
so don’t doubt my control of the ether
You’ll get blown off like smoke from a cheap reefer
—— It’s time to spitfire I got the gasloine
—— Let’s turn up the mic wire in this canteen
—— Bring up the heat up set off life alarms
—— As I open my mouth and spit fire bombs
Got you subdued with subliminal effects
like cartoon characters during breakfast
elemination rounds with these def sounds
like musical chairs except you get down
on the loose like corporate fugitives
but in the booth givin all I got to give
stretch my voice to reach a new plateau
there’s no choice if I want to flow
I study disco, punk, rock and roll
To blow open like cans of hot petrol
Yearned for the fire through the teenage years
burned my desire through pain and tears
A self taught protest lyricist with
Super hot limericks from the west
the best of the best cannot be bested
never ever stop because I’m not restive
Coruscate of The Incomplete Orchestra
CCMixter.org for all your remixing needs
peace
Oh man that is some good stuff you got right there
Yyyyeah I’m feeling the vibe ha ha ha
pas me the microphone man
I think I’m going to tear shit up
I breath smoke now it’s time to spitfire
take this toke and light up like high wires
I’ve got a cast iron lung to empower my tongue
while you’re as done as bad puns in reruns
as I huff and puff and prepare to explode
You point the gun to the side reload reload
I got more credit than a pocket full of quarters
I’m over the top like acts from Blackwater
Earthly gyration California earthquake
Got you hooked like girls on choco cheesecake
this good vibration doesn’t need batteries
It’s sweet and sour just like strawberries
my birth sign is ths fifth in line
burn enough power to refine what is mine
so don’t doubt my control of the ether
You’ll get blown off like smoke from a cheap reefer
—— It’s time to spitfire I got the gasloine
—— Let’s turn up the mic wire in this canteen
—— Bring up the heat up set off life alarms
—— As I open my mouth and spit fire bombs
Got you subdued with subliminal effects
like cartoon characters during breakfast
elemination rounds with these def sounds
like musical chairs except you get down
on the loose like corporate fugitives
but in the booth givin all I got to give
stretch my voice to reach a new plateau
there’s no choice if I want to flow
I study disco, punk, rock and roll
To blow open like cans of hot petrol
Yearned for the fire through the teenage years
burned my desire through pain and tears
A self taught protest lyricist with
Super hot limericks from the west
the best of the best cannot be bested
never ever stop because I’m not restive
Coruscate of The Incomplete Orchestra
CCMixter.org for all your remixing needs
peace