Ulutra C lyrics

Artist  : Tha Blue Herb 
Song : Ulutra C



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YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN ? Well better you do, the
dopest is always the simplest, ultra C.
We use
our signals unit to the fullest, the scene's north
end circle.
Our lifestory told by the disc, my
future, loaded with enormous amounts of
information.
Never miss the green checkmate
with my blind touch, in here already a
zero-gravity state.
The Hiragishi golden resin
secreter, the motor that rolls in the
neuron.
NORTH SIDE representative m the blue
"O-Tinooger", the wise player of confusingly
troubled games.
SPC calling, rolling, the
scorpion who communicates with the harvest.
We
chill on a sofa called confidence, every body will
eventually know MY ILLICIZM.
The amount of
money I earn has nothing to do with my pen, it's
only a change in the number of
digits that
went up to 8.
The air raid acappela, the
ground troop analog, and the rolling
catepiller.
Clear as crystal, since that godly
autumn, unbreakable Baccarat, never miss on the
putting green.
I'm soory but you cannot shut
my mouth for long, I don't mix with kids who will
not survive.
Toyohira Rela,illegal cigar,
jagged tusk, cheeba cheeba.
I'm Morpheus
trading in seriousness, the organiseaion's base
is still solid.
Here, with my experience and
hardships behind silence, let the mountain
move.
Here, with the drums and flows that
Sapporo proudly presents, let the audience
explode.
The path beyond Switzerland is
unclear, my closet is filled with multicoloured
"LIBE".
Passenger tax 2 trips around the
world, let my secret account grow.
Offspring
of hydrogen born of the big bang , 4.6 billion
years worth of intelligence.
A piece of the
ideal, seemingly long life, me a phenomenon,
walking over lands.
Hyper hybrid gold,
fighting spirit, aspiration, the reward called
for my head.
A trasparent weapon, poetology
made in Japan, let's see how good your taste
is.
Crossing borders nonchalantly, enter a
high level rhyme battle.
Open mic critic press
interview, 'Do you really know?' an autumn
special.
A boat's speed, a canal shaking, a
MAD vacation in Amsterdam.
'As' played
'Realise' at 'Precious', a crystal of instinct
touched my ear.
Right in front of my eyes,
split by a trip, a puddle formed drip
drop.
"Kaiseikaishi", keep the
ex-wannabe-popstaars in a bird cage.
In the
business of telling the wildest dreams, never the
same, never ashamed of what I say.
I can't list
all the things I have predicted, thankfully, we
still have tomorrow.
The universe of images
expands, from Elm Street to India.
Ink is the
extract of vocabularies, which could convince
even destiny.
SLAVE TO THE HAZE, TBH BUKEM,
I'll round up this song in a moment.
The
phrases falling like a snowstorm, billowing,
breaking , FLY DEEP SPACE 9.
'Oi, you're
spinning me out', it's always me who makes you
say that.
Rhymes are the illuminating shells
that lure the ears, thre's no return when you get
this far.
My right hand side is your left hand
side, a friend of a friend, threre's no win or
lose.
This planet is huge but the world is
small, there is the same number of rules for the
same
number of people that exist.
Something
I heard, in Vientiane, you can possess it but you
get in trouble if you try to sell
it.
Something Dye heard, also in Encarnacion,
you can possess it but you get in trouble if you
try to sell it.