Groove Armada
Suntoucher lyrics
Songwriters: Cato, Andy; White, Jonathan; Bell, Thomas Randolph; Findlay, Thomas Charles; Chambers, Roland Lawrence; Gamble, Kenneth; Davis, Kendrick Jeru; Lee, Keeling
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Urban Organic, Mic mechanic
Super-human MC powers help me fly around the planet.
Touch the Microphone device, whole countries get flattened
Saving damsels in distress so young girls don't panic.
Putting MCs under pressure till they crack like ceramic
Always thought they could flow but sink like the Titanic.
Rhymes rip through your skull like icebergs through the hull
Survive the impact, and arctic cold freezes your soul.
Create a new style, then break the mold
Compositions are controlled, and liable to explode
Like land mines, my crew blows through like wind chimes.
Make it hot like fire, 200 proof like Moonshine.
Risky, playing yourself is risky
And the flows mad jazzy like Dizzy Gillespe.
And the sound be harmonious and deadly
Like a harpy call either break one like Wayne Gretzky.
No man can test me, so why try?
Focus like a samurai, stronger than a Maitai.
Or a Tsunama... I mean Tsunami
I rock it from MTV, to the BBC.
Radioactive waves short out your TV
LESB check it for me in the next galaxy.
Put it in a time capsule till the next century
In a black out use it for electricity.
Danger, high voltage
Don't feed me their daily dosage
I break it down mathematically, 99.9 is a percentage.
Like closing fine wine the rhymes are vintage
And the universal will gives me strength like spinach.
With dinage, I eat it like a tofu sandwich
With cabbage, I ask your girl, she knows that
I'm not the average... Nigga... who plays to pull the trigga'
Reality's the root of the rhymes that I configure.
Phony... Baloney, swear like Don Corleone
But when shit hit the fan they start crying like Pretty Tony.
Tender like Roni... but wish to be bad like Bobby
Been there, done that, smashed up
Rockin' rhymes is my hobby.
You're probably, like, what's he on
Cause I rock it from the start, till the beat is gone.
Not in the mafia but I'm the Microphone Don
And the words that I shoot out my mouth are Teflon.
Jeru never touch ya, Microphone wrecka'
Meet out in the stretcha'.
Step up in... my center
Try to match wits but the mentor will crush you
Jeru the Damager, the Suntoucher.
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