Rhime Divine - Twisted
Rhime Divine - TwistedIntro: D-WattzYeah...Rhime Divine in this muthafucka.D-Wattz. Ted James.Yo...we gotta come up with something new on this one, man.Freak 'em out a litte bit. Nah saying?Verse One: D-Wattz, Ted James808 shakers, snares and oscillatorsBass tapered bout the vapor incubating pen and paperFrays of blood draining scraping blades of mighty sabersStain our names on blank pages like a holy legal waiverDancing with the devil to the beat of the creatorSame 'ole label turning tables like a savior on the payrollDictating the behavior of the maker by the favorIn realtime, live data divine curators (Wattz)Uh...heavyweighters, uppercut jaw breakersUnderground law evaders too deep for feds to raid usBlow the spot with many layers, blow pop with many flavorsHip hop in raw containers served hot with no retainersWe walk...no elevators to the top, no litigatorsNo stock, no navigators and we drop no favorsSo hot...incinerators, the talk we leave to hatersWith chalk and calculators, divide divine get no remainder (Ted)Chorus: Ted James, D-WattzWe up there twisted for the role, gotcha twisting up the droRhime Divine the headline when you're flipping to the showKeep you itching for the flow, beats been hitting since beforeExpand Your Mind state of mind, it was written...you've been toldWe never die...we live forever, come bare witness to the tonesTestified in stormy weather, we stay ripping microphonesJust watch (Ted)If you sleep on Rhime Divine then you might get clocked (Wattz)Verse Two: Ted James, D-WattzDead poets rebirthed the the earth through one speakerThe other one cursed to converse with the readerOf the verse that when rehearsed can make an honest man a preacherFuel uprising and stampeders against death-defying true believersWho keep riding for their leaders in skully caps and wife-beatersJesus piece a nice feature, tilted hat, 9mmCombat-ready big dreamers holding steady, what's the thesisMusic is the weapon of the future, best believe us (Ted)'Cause it's cocked in the heater like a bullet in the feederAimed at your cheap receiver, ham or your DVDOr blasting right out your tweeter, blow your brain when it reach yaMurder, another steamer picks ya but can you keep up with theMajor creep up worldwide just like IKEACooking beef like fajita, hungry like North KoreaSo chill like margarita or get shot like TequilaWe roll deeper than Via, talking freedom come see us for real (Wattz)Chorus: Ted James, D-WattzWe up there twisted for the role, gotcha twisting up the droRhime Divine the headline when you're flipping to the showKeep you itching for the flow, beats been hitting since beforeExpand Your Mind state of mind, it was written...you've been toldWe never die...we live forever, come bare witness to the tonesTestified in stormy weather, we stay ripping microphonesJust watch (Ted)If you sleep on Rhime Divine then you might get clocked (Wattz) [repeat]Verse Three: D-Wattz & Ted James (blended)Live divine rhymes, witness as we unifySublime crimes christened to the sky in lullabiesThey fly off hover crafting on southern highwaysWe ride for days, put ear drums in a dazePower ballad, so much talent...leave you cowards amazedLouder balance, no more static...make you cowards behaveNot a challenge, drop it, track it, mix it, match it, replayPublic malice, bump it, bang it, break your copy, repayBank it, charge it, purchase two, yeah...we making it worseRhime Divine tight, bite each other in the same verseJacking words, killer verbs like a sentences' hearseTactics birthed in the burbs but the streets is our churchWhere random search-less soldiers worship, diamond crosses at serviceWatch us now reverse in cursive, Pentecost for the circusGats in purses, feds are nervous, just scratching the serviceGot a lot of time to flirt with smoke and mirrors, no curtainsChorus: Ted James, D-WattzWe up there twisted for the role, gotcha twisting up the droRhime Divine the headline when you're flipping to the showKeep you itching for the flow, beats been hitting since beforeExpand Your Mind state of mind, it was written...you've been toldWe never die...we live forever, come bare witness to the tonesTestified in stormy weather, we stay ripping microphonesJust watch (Ted)If you sleep on Rhime Divine then you might get clocked (Wattz)© 2007 Millinium VII Entertainment / Produced by D-Wattz / Mixed by D-Wattz / Recorded at M7 Studios#M7Classic
