[ Intro : FP (ASM) ]
Groove Sessions Volume Five
Reaching new heights when the booth's mic-ed
Watch shit break out like a food fight
Still living that crew life
Chinese Man
Scratch Bandits Crew
Baja Frequencia
Youthstar
ASM
Set if off, Illaman
[ Verse 1 : Illaman ]
Straight shot, dead ’em
Head top missing
Six foot grizzle
Pop like pistol
This ones sick
This one like missile
Launch 'em high
We stay on grizzle
Break 'em all, man move too brittle
High grade puff get bun that’s stizzle
Cooked like steak, best sit and sizzle
Don't get rate like swanky tipple
Two beers I'm good, that's my shizzle
On good vibe like nice up still
Chinese Man, three dons plus Ill
Can't tess man, that's straight no deal
Spit at will
Yes we will
Man like FP on my right
Get up on microphone and set the place alight
[ Verse 2 : FP (ASM) ]
On the track like the TGV
"Désolé", puffing on the CBD
Estimate countless iterations
With no shit to say
Just the same
Get the fist to ane'
'Til the wrist is sprained
We taking distant lanes
In twisted ways, instant rain
Getting deeper still like menstrual pain
Preach the old, but meant for change
Keeping hold of pencils the essential thang
On a need to know
Sweltering heat for your pizza dough
Takeaway flavour for your fever, bro
[ Chorus ]
Ey yo, what’s poppin’ over there?
Ey yo, we're chillin’ over here
All my people in the place throw whatever in the air
True bredrin, spiritual monks
We in the groove session shit is ridonc
Ey yo, what's happenin' over there?
We're just chillin’ over here
All my people in the place throw whatever in the air
True bredrin, spiritual monks
We in the groove session shit is ridonc
[ Verse 2 : Youthstar ]
Well I'm a sarcey muthafuckin arsonist
But flames can't harbour this
I'll write a partial list of cunts
To merk to this with bargain chips
No half in this
A full English cocky bastard
A Darwinist
The herbalistic lyricist
Taking the piss endorsing this
Demolish this
No substitute but who resists
Picking off rappers like who's the shit
Fucking up things like an activist
Buss a mic drop and you're all dismissed
I'm informed of your poor form in this
I'll send a swarm of locusts in sandstorms
You're doomed in this
[ Verse 3 : Green (ASM) ]
The ancient streets of Paris
Where his parish
By moon recite the kaddish
Serve daikon radish to the abbott
Monastical
Syntactical jiu-jitsu when it hits you
Grammatically precise like the blade of Yoshimitsu
Bomb like Mogadishu.. fanatical
The pattern stay intangible and weave with undeniable ease
Yo.. They say his literary style is neoclassical
He's back from his sabbatical
It rang through the trees
[ Chorus ]
Ey yo, what's poppin' over there?
Ey yo, we're chillin' over here
All my people in the place throw whatever in the air
True bredrin, spiritual monks
We in the groove session shit is ridonc
Ey yo, what's happenin' over there?
We're just chillin' over here
All my people in the place throw whatever in the air
True bredrin, spiritual monks
We in the groove session shit is ridonc
[ Outro ]
Yeah, yeah
Scratch Bandits are back on the track to come merk that
CMR run tings they don't play bout
Chinese Man down with the sound and the comeback
Baja come through, watch them bun that
Scratch Bandits are back on the track to come merk that
CMR run tings they don't play bout
Chinese Man down with the sound and the comeback
Baja come through, watch them bun that
Chinese Man!
CMR, hold tight, yo peep that
Scratch Bandits Crew!
CMR, hold tight, yo peep that
Baja Frequencia!
CMR, hold tight, yo peep that
Youthstar, Illaman!
CMR, hold tight, yo peep that
A State of Mind!
CMR, hold tight, yo peep that
