Hit the ground 'n' I'm out,
Lips are stitched, I can't shout,
My eyes are shut, no sound,
My face has slipped all down,
You better bow down, I announce now,
Ground you all down with the sound now,
I'm a, use my pen as a double-edged weapon,
Paint with the ink, cut with the nib, flow 'n' ebb 'n' venom,
Give me your crown, made of thorns now,
Watch you all fall down to the floor now,
You ain't walked on this warpath I've walked round,
Count the blood 'n' the sweat, each ounce out,
It begins, with a little grin 'n' a little ink,
A little thought 'n' a little bit of what I think,
I got a little thirst for adrenaline,
I'm here to end this, witness the tempest, it begins,
When I say jump you better erupt,
If I fell you wouldn't help me up,
In your eyes, you’ve denied all that I’ve become,
I've conquered everythin’ that I said I would,
I'm a lone figure facin' down the hordes, the storm rolls in 'n' the dust clouds form,
I'll fashion a katana out of syllables, grammar 'n' my own grey matter, I will stand alone,
As the blood rain starts to fall, I'll be racin' the lightnin' home,
And as the moon rises, I'll climb a mountain of bodies 'n' I will place my throne,
You better bow…
You better bow,
CHORUS
Down, down, down, down, down,
When you step in the way of FMA 'n' 12 Gage,
You better know your place,
You better sit back down,
Down, down, down, down, down,
Cos nothin’ will change, no,
Nothin’ will break, no,
Nothin’ to take, no,
You better sit back,
I confess, you can test the best competitors
‘Cos the best don't rest, I bet, you bet on us,
Don't forget, you got far to climb to even come close to us,
I hold the words ‘n’ the curse, in the palm of my hand,
And I bet it'd feel good if you could've stood where I stand,
I'm the ultima, ultimate,
Fillin' up with sulfur that, erupts from my gut 'n' up,
Upon my lips it brims 'n' drips from my grin, no givin' in, I'm the ulcer that,
Rips, grows 'n' burns,
Devourin' the hours ‘n’ eatin up every urge,
One day the earth won't turn,
Droppin’ an apocalypse, bringin’ in those wicked words,
I was ponderin', my mind wanderin' 'n' I was wonderin',
If I could rebegin, would I wander upon this path again,
Or would I, pick the razor over the pen, yet again,
Everythin' I've learnt is etched in bricks,
Twist, rip, make every syllable fit,
All four sides of my eye line sketched in invisible ink,
Yet I remember every verb, every nerve ‘n’ every word,
Every verse, every hurt, then hit reverse,
On that hearse 'n' emerge from the dirt,
First things first, didn’t it occur,
That you better bow,
You better bow...
CHORUS
Hit the ground 'n' I'm out,
Lips are stitched, I can't shout,
My eyes are shut, no sound,
My face has slipped all down,
Hit the ground 'n' I'm out, now,
Lips are stitched, I can't shout, out,
I'm causin’ sonic booms in the room every time I open my mouth 'n' let the sounds out,
With the panic 'n' Manus, Artorius 'n' malice,
Bringin' in the wicked, the wicked, I'm bringin' in the havoc,
I don't mutter or stutter, I toughen up 'n' get,
Better, better, better, better, better, better, better bow down,
Hit the ground 'n' I'm out, now,
Lips are stitched, I can't shout, out,
‘Cos nothing will change, no,
Nothing will break, no,
Nothing to take, no,
You better sit back,
CHORUS
Hit the ground 'n' I'm out, now,
Lips are stitched, I can't shout, out,
I'm causing sonic booms in the room every time I open my mouth 'n' let the sounds out,
Hit the ground 'n' I'm out, now,
Lips are stitched, I can't shout, out,
‘Cos nothing will change, no,
Nothing will break, no,
Nothing to take, no,
You better sit back,
credits
from The Takeover EP,
released July 22, 2020
Written by Matthew and Callum Bennett
Produced by Brandon 'Dreadnought' Donohue and mastered by Stephen 'Polypores' Buckley
From the original soundtrack for the award winning upcoming film Touch Gloves
Artwork by Erybar www.deviantart.com/erybar
FMA + 12 Gage are a multi-award winning father and son rap
duo. Their music is built around creative lyrics and tightly woven, imaginative dual vocals. Energy, skill and passion transcends genres.
They are an act unlike any other.
"The father and son of unholy flows spit with a unique, roughly-hewn, Prestonian intensity" Tom O'Boyle - Metal Hammer...more
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