Turn the lights on, what we're writing is life long
Words from the sages, make sure that the mics on
The fights on, I squeeze the pen like a python
Body the beat, I'm Verbal Kent mixed with a pipe bomb
Boom, set the dynamite to detonate
Make room for the sound, most likely it will resonate
One-Forty pounds, MMA standard featherweight
Quest for the crown, I will slam a f*cking heavyweight
Hurricane flows, wind blows, make the levy break
Shuriken throws, stick foes till the metal break
We meditate, minds full of supreme thoughts
Then collaborate, without it the scene stops
This is not the average simple pop song
This is pure production, real emcees, hip-hop lives on
True art is not a gimmick, it frolics in the air
Knowledge knows no limits, never mind the bollocks
We are here
HiddenRoad - No Love (feat. Verbal Kent) Lyrics
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Turn the lights on, what we're writing is life long
Words from the sages, make sure that the mics on
The fights on, I squeeze the pen like a python
Body the beat, I'm Verbal Kent mixed with a pipe bomb
Boom, set the dynamite to detonate
Make room for the sound, most likely it will resonate
One-Forty pounds, MMA standard featherweight
Quest for the crown, I will slam a f*cking heavyweight
Hurricane flows, wind blows, make the levy break
Shuriken throws, stick foes till the metal break
We meditate, minds full of supreme thoughts
Then collaborate, without it the scene stops
This is not the average simple pop song
This is pure production, real emcees, hip-hop lives on
True art is not a gimmick, it frolics in the air
Knowledge knows no limits, never mind the bollocks
We are here
Words from the sages, make sure that the mics on
The fights on, I squeeze the pen like a python
Body the beat, I'm Verbal Kent mixed with a pipe bomb
Boom, set the dynamite to detonate
Make room for the sound, most likely it will resonate
One-Forty pounds, MMA standard featherweight
Quest for the crown, I will slam a f*cking heavyweight
Hurricane flows, wind blows, make the levy break
Shuriken throws, stick foes till the metal break
We meditate, minds full of supreme thoughts
Then collaborate, without it the scene stops
This is not the average simple pop song
This is pure production, real emcees, hip-hop lives on
True art is not a gimmick, it frolics in the air
Knowledge knows no limits, never mind the bollocks
We are here
Writer: Andrew Terwilliger, Verbal Kent
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid