Reveal – Seven Shades Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- I hit them with a few flows
- And spit them at a few shows
- My shit’s peng and you know
- That sniff that? Need a new nose!
- These MCs need new flows
- These old ones sound lame to me
- Plain to see
- The Rap game’s turning basic like A, B, C
- Lately these fake MCs
- Blatently hate on me
- ‘Cos I bring a little change to the game
- Something they afraid to see
- Why you screwing me bruv?
- I’m just doing me
- Reason you hate me so much?
- You wish you was me!
- Let me give the truth straight to you youths
- You couldn’t last a single day in my shoes
- Couldn’t even start lacing the boots
- Living everything I say on my tune
- You can check on my estate for the proof
- Blatently truth, laced in my tune
- Aim and I shoot, blaze at your troops
- Making them dudes strangers to you
- I let go with next flows, my rhymes blow back mountains
- You’re just a bunch of gay cowboys kinda like Brokeback Mountain
- I wrote raps astounding, so surrender
- ‘Cos my 360 flow got your whole track surrounded
Chorus
- (I am) Seven Shades
- Darkness
- Infinity
- Terror
- Change
- Truth
- Survival
- Freedom
- (x 2)
Verse 2
- I get high when I ride the Mic
- ‘Cos I write with live dynamite
- Lightning strikes every rhyme i write
- Shine so bright that I blind your sight
- Stop fronting like your trying to fight
- You a spineless vagina type
- I make sure what I write is tight
- And too complex to try to bite
- Can’t follow my drum pattern
- My tongue shatters, any one of your dumb rappers
- Get unravelled, baffled and run backwards
- the fact is you can’t match this
- You average and lack practice
- I was born to do this rap shit
- Stash raps like cash in my mattress
- Black lips from my hash spliffs
- If you really wanna battle we can clash quick
- Smack kids with my fat fists, no time for you wack pricks
- Double P gorillas in this rap shit
- Hardcore, you won’t see me on no smash hits
- See me with them crack kids
- My impact tips back your axis
- You thought this was just some rap shit?
- Times up, think, would you really put your life up
- Knife in your right gut, sliced, upright, blood spilling on your white rug?
- You never lived your life thug
- My style buck wild like killers with no name
- Move slicker than killers with no name
- All you see is a shimmer and gold flame
- And feel flows filling your whole frame
Chorus
- (I am) Seven Shades
- Darkness
- Infinity
- Terror
- Change
- Truth
- Survival
- Freedom
- (x 2)