Culture Songtext
von Micranots

This is original indigenous
This is all that we know that we have, culture


We dealing with sound, filling your crown with immaculate
Concepts, classic Air Max and Cortez
Vortex sucking you in, building my fortress
Force field, forty acres with construct building
This hip-hop landscape′s my energy and culture
High lyricism spill my blood for the rapture
Metamorphosized me, guided me, wise me
Sewn shut like an inseam, my niggas eyes be
Chewing on crushed glass, too high to see the robbery
Geeked off the chip's million dollar lottery
Odyssey, I′m sincere to the utmost
Severe to industry cut-throats for real
Hip-hopper's field nigga, glucose to fashionist
Isolate the fascist, mashing
Supplemental stashes of hash plants
Thirty G cash advance, a avalanche
Full of funky plans, galaxy shatter
Feel like a ass cap

Those who believe
That they can suffer now and get theirs after death


Pain, tattooed to the face type how I feel
General I self-damage and earning the stripes
Queens thought the obelisk movement was love movements
Love music, kings and queens conceived seeds to this
And achieved high degrees to this
Like specialists, my grandmaster blast messages
Very visual and graphic like bomb prisms
Through self-inflicted wounds
To the cardiovascular instinct
Ninety-eight degrees in sync
Interchangeable cables and links
Medallions the size of kitchen sinks
With labels and angles designed
For Europeans in mind
We distorted the prism with turtle shine
Geographical slang, King English cut and butchered
Assassinated, reborn a culture that can cultivate
Bullet ricochet through asbestos hallways
Asthmatic athletes run fast in track meets
This is original indigenous before Columbus
Or Columbine, how a gun bust
Supreme Queens glisten in the radiant sun
Marley Marl, Mantronix, soul sonic, cold chronic
Like heaven on earth when the vinyl hit the obelisk
Waterhead niggas burst when they overconfident
Impact, my sisters hold gats up in they head-wrapped
Drug traffic rap, aftermath on the mayhem