Break The Mould

The Nextmen

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    "i'm international"
    "got to uphold the raw shit"

    Yo' check it
    My writin' tight words
    I incite these herbs to bite
    Complex like walkin' through
    Project streets at night
    Made a pact with god
    To uphold the raw shit
    Don't flip
    We gettin' rotations
    Like buzz clips
    While you wait to react
    I launch my attack
    From the ground up
    Right and exact
    Like these tracks
    Hittin' on facts
    Weavin' gold on wax
    Up late nights
    Scribing these rhymes
    By candlelight
    Sodomites take delight
    In the words i recite
    Proceed to educate
    At the jam i stimulate
    Where i'm from got potential
    Plus grabs in the barrel
    Holdin' people down longer
    Than the grey pharaoh
    Makin' rows narrow
    So we achieve all goals
    See sights
    Watch dreams
    Unfold quench the soul
    With the words
    I possess the story is told
    When i'm done creatin' this
    I got to break the mould

    L-o-n-d-o-n
    "grap luva
    Comin' straight from new york"

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    Yo, avoidin' stress
    Never take a life for chess
    Concidered blessed
    Movin' amongst the madness
    While protected plus
    I've been selected
    To bring wannabees
    To their knees
    Who be claimin' these
    It's a general thing
    My status, seven stars
    My m-16 is these sixteen bars
    Third eye open
    Refuse to scribe foolishness
    Usin' this to project word sound
    (connect the power)
    Get respect
    Lead these seeds by example
    Like a tree in growth
    I keep my roots ample
    Your mind's
    A corridor darker than
    Full of confusion
    I come with remedies
    That crush all illusions
    Yo
    I write my rhymes
    One day at a time
    Average cats bite styles
    (better off bein' mines)
    With these lines
    I possess my story is told
    Biters
    They getting bold
    So i breaks the mold
    (here we go)

    L-o-n-d-o-n
    "rap murder
    Comin' straight from new york"

    Highly unlike
    Any other cats on mics
    I mesmirize as these beats
    And rhymes
    (they take flight)
    When in rhyme fights
    Inspired by my tight flow
    Astute attribute
    Bound to win, place in show
    But i'm no race horse
    Forget whippin' up on me
    Get your wolves and your meager
    Army there's no harm in me
    Listen made your stash
    From no giggas and pimp hats
    We don't pop shit
    To leather gems while they bitch
    Pull their car quick
    They ungrateful an' slick
    If they weaker then their flows
    Then your flow ends quick
    Slack jaw cats
    With no facts always complain
    Subliminal beats won't work
    (call my name)
    Still the y.s.b.
    Crushin' flies so swiftly
    Brothas won't know
    You as a true emcee
    (rather intense b)
    That's how my story is told
    My soul was never sold
    Because i broke the mould

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    Composición: Brad Baloo, Dom Search y Gregory Phillips

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