Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light & EZD
Son Of Light & Diaz (NOR) & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Trinity (Production team)
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
Son Of Light & Son Of Light
[Verse 1: Son of Light]
It be the light blazing up the sky
Making sharp turn heads are left asking why
I burn lead microphone action make you cry
I got the method every time you try
To move inside my districts you die
Never met a crew this thick
My instincts are mystic
Pain for word ballistics
And when I lock wars
Ground to air contact with Hawk dropping bomb metaphors
Your visions getting blurry, you better hurry
Our go like curry you rendezvous with some furry
The eye saw you in the street penetration
Mic shoe lacing while you hillbillies be drag racing
Tie my rhymes up in knots
My shit is intricate like spot
Get regular like tick, tock
No batteries my powers are ethereal
You're concentrated and focused on the material
I mentally lockdown on this instrumental
Structure builder TP fundamental
I ride with the forces of the light
Sometimes appear on radiostations making you say (Yo I)
If you wanna act up like a killer
I'll make sure you feel the verbal rockers harder than Manila
Establish contact with strange entities
Enemies there is nothing more for you to see
[Bridge: Sample]
Ready to explode
As I memorise advertise like a poet
Ready to explode
As I memorise advertise like a poet
Ready to explode
As I memorise advertise like a poet
Ready to explode
As I memorise advertise like a poet
[Verse 2: Son of Light]
You claim to be strong but you're feeble
Time machine strike out from the medieval
They connect to the function receiver
Follow the light and he'll lead ya
Guide you through pressures and interceptors
Cause in a sector, life's mystery's resurrected
Yeah but you expect it I reckon
Bright eye a legend coming live mic checking
Life and the hardship of all of it
Make sure reside to the wild and the call of it
Observing counterfeit rappers do their thing
Make me wanna start to fucking sing
Those counterfeit rhymes, making counterfeit money
Thinking that kind of life is kinda funny
But this be the uncut raw real shit
The natural orignal shit
Battlehymn was produced by Tommy Tee.