Dälek


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Dälek:
Po šesti letech se do Prahy vrátí Dälek - musicserver.cz


Dälek:
DÄLEK - Gutter Tactics - metalopolis.net


Dälek:
Oktopus: Dälek jsou moji Joy Division, MRC Riddims jsou moji New Order - freemusic.cz


Dälek:
Nový projekt MRC Riddims zve fandy elektronické hudby do Sedmičky - musicserver.cz


Dälek:
„Polští Dälek“ Napszyklat zatřesou Prahou, v NoDu je doprovodí Table - freemusic.cz


Dälek:
Dälek & Isis ve fotografiích - freemusic.cz


Dälek:
Akropole se chystá na smršť křtěnou Mikem Pattonem: Isis a Dälek - muzikus.cz


Dälek:
Dälek a Destructo Swarmbots /photo by j5/ - boombap.cz


Dälek:
DÄLEK - Gutter Tactics - marastjakcyp.com


Dälek:
Dälek, Destructo Swarmbots, River For Sale, Matrix, Praha, 11.12.2008 - musicserver.cz


 

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Dälek - Corrupt /knuckle Up/
Dälek - Corrupt /knuckle Up/

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I script gutter beats and scribes lyrics
Sounds to resonate for days off these ears that simply fear it
Situate my verse six inches off curb
Eternally perturbed
When will these kids learn?
I watch with concern of elder statesman
Only breathed for three decades
but displayed i ain't vacant
Ranks of MC's infested with fakeness
It's time to act like men and reawake this
With blatant aim at cranium
I dispel your bitch rumors
Tuned to blocks with hangers
Wires giving tumors
Never write my songs for consumers
Ironic cause i write for heads with fat laces on their Pumas
Poisonous pen drips ink with each thought
the antidote you sought's been lost
Your hand's forced
Your truth? False
Corrupt world crumbles under feet
Detect deceit on these streets.


World's corrupt but you still want more?
(We want more!)
That's what's up cause we all stay poor
(We stay poor!)
Time's up but you still what more?
(We want more!)
Knuckle up cause we ready for war!

World's corrupt but you still want more?
(We want more!)
That's what's up cause we all stay poor
(We stay poor!)
Time's up but you still what more?
(We want more!)
Knuckle up cause we ready for war!



Caught me mid thought at quarter paragraph
Parallel lives aligned at gallows
Gallantly attack while our armies amassed
disastrous results to be read past tomorrow
Never one to follow i lead with staggered step
Bring the vilest subject to forefront
Forecast is grim for our type gentlemen
My mom's taught me right in her fog of saint's statues
Spit a verse i'll match you
Never need to battle
Ask my nigga Dev we left lungs at waterfront
Give a fuck where you're from
It's how that mind rattles
Intelligence fatal in this nation of cattle
The notion of freedom straight babble
Child of Babylon that traveled foreign soil
Within core of heart lies eternal turmoil.


World's corrupt but you still want more?
(We want more!)
That's what's up cause we all stay poor
(We stay poor!)
Time's up but you still what more?
(We want more!)
Knuckle up cause we ready for war!

World's corrupt but you still want more?
(We want more!)
That's what's up cause we all stay poor
(We stay poor!)
Time's up but you still what more?
(We want more!)
Knuckle up cause we ready for war!

World's corrupt but you still want more?
(We want more!)
That's what's up cause we all stay poor
(We stay poor!)
Time's up but you still what more?
(We want more!)
Knuckle up cause we ready for war!

World's corrupt but you still want more?
(We want more!)
That's what's up cause we all stay poor
(We stay poor!)
Time's up but you still what more?
(We want more!)
Knuckle up cause we ready for war!


Forgive the bluntness of these statements
Bloodstains are hard to erase like krylon
Komplx sentence spoken again in dälek
to give it the weight it deserves and expects
Peace to my nigga Rek
At noon we resurrect to resume this vicious cycle
Precious wine seems so vital when eyes been bloodshot
Recite slurred truths and whatnot to few heads that still nod
Fuck these fake sucka frauds
Formulating freestyles that ring false
Sick of these Yeses and Yalls
I need that boom bap with bass like Lou Rawls
To make walls of Jericho fall
Son you'll never find iller verses than mine
Gave inner sight to the blind through speech
Without having skin of god's bleached.

 
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