featuring DJ A Trak
[D Shade]
Yeah Yeah SOCs about to do it to ya once again
Live and direct
[Revolution]
To all the SOCs kick up dust you can trust
The three of us to bust
True to Earth's crust
I must enforce my force of course
You need to cry for help because I'm fast like a quarterhorse
In the latenight or afternoon ryhmes
In the daytime it's never playtime
I creep up on your village or sector
Change your vector, your angle
The complex rap erector
Swallow your pride come to the stage and grab the mirco
Phone, your life leaked, your fucked, mic's blown
My shit's clear like mountain spring water
You better reaching for that nickel plated ink blotter
[D-Shade]
I see them suckers turning yellow like was struck by jaundice
It will be a cold day in hell before them fools get on this
Tactics that make moves that blur your vision
Some try, but come up dry like hair's thats not conditioned
Why they risk it? They will be insane, they defeated
False information to my peeps that I been seeing
For X amount of years and yo we never had no static
Them big yap kids, they need to break like a bad habit
Silly rabbits, trying to get their rep up
But they get wrecked up, when this verbalist decides to step up
You, what's your function?
Mine's to hit you like percussion
Some need to think twice before they be coming in and rushing
Yes, yes y'all you know we don't stop
It be the Shades of Culture crew making it hot on your block
Yes, yes y'all you know we never quit
It be the Shades of Culture crew with the Shades of Culture shhh...
{Chorus:D-Shade}
We keep it nice with this mic device
Some need
