One week, too strong, like a black brew
Riff Lord on the track comin' at you
(One week, too strong, like a black brew)
(Riff Lord on the track comin' at you)
It's time, always running out, it's fine
Quick lines keep you on your toes, that's a spit shine
(It's time, always running out, it's fine)
(Quick lines keep you on your toes, that's a spit shine)
Yeah, liberation
Yeah, liberation
From the top, through the thick, to the coda
I breathe like a dragon, I spit like a cobra
(From the top, through the thick, to the coda)
(I breathe like a dragon, I spit like a cobra)
Threw parts on the keytar, too hard
I lace shards on the beat, that's a foo bar
(Threw parts on the keytar, too hard)
(I lace shards on the beat, that's a foo bar)
Yeah, liberation
Yeah, liberation