Web Of Words by Kaoz Lyrics
[Chorus]
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
[Verse 1]
Standing alone as I puff on the smoke
Smoke in my lungs, just let it go
It's just like I'm Superman tied up to Kryptonite
Tell me my lord, am I losing control?
I'm trying to get my point across but I'm judged from the second I pick up a microphone
I know that I'm capable although untameable, I should be labelled 'something unknown'
Obviously part of the prophecy, there is no 'probably', homie it's gonna happen
I'm not a rapper, no, I'm not an actor homeboy, I will slap ya then start rapping
I am a messenger, lyrical predator, hope that you got your seat belt fastened
Or you will fly through the windshield, the speed that I'm hitting you'll swear it's black magic
Trying to make history, mane, the direction the industry's going - there is no hope
Fed up with bitching, I'm cooking up shit in the kitchen and ready to take over
Give me an audience standing with open ears and I will make a change
Fuck all the fame, I don't need it, gimme the microphone, let me blow your brain
[Chorus]
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
[Verse 2]
Oh yes, the killers mixed up with malt liquor
I'm seeing the 5-0 out coming to get me
I bet up in Heaven it'd still be the same shit
I bet up in Heaven, there'd still be penitentiaries
After the centuries of our mistakes you would think we would learn
But no, still demonstrating the fact that you can't get away from the crime or the hate
Still the same thing, still the same thing (damn, rewind that shit)
Oh yes, the killers mixed up with malt liquor
I'm seeing the 5-0 out coming to get me
I bet up in Heaven it'd still be the same shit
I bet up in Heaven, there'd still be penitentiaries
After the centuries of our mistakes you would think we would learn
But no, still demonstrating the fact that you can't get away from the crime or the hate
Still the same thing, still the same thing
[Chorus]
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
[Verse 1]
Standing alone as I puff on the smoke
Smoke in my lungs, just let it go
It's just like I'm Superman tied up to Kryptonite
Tell me my lord, am I losing control?
I'm trying to get my point across but I'm judged from the second I pick up a microphone
I know that I'm capable although untameable, I should be labelled 'something unknown'
Obviously part of the prophecy, there is no 'probably', homie it's gonna happen
I'm not a rapper, no, I'm not an actor homeboy, I will slap ya then start rapping
I am a messenger, lyrical predator, hope that you got your seat belt fastened
Or you will fly through the windshield, the speed that I'm hitting you'll swear it's black magic
Trying to make history, mane, the direction the industry's going - there is no hope
Fed up with bitching, I'm cooking up shit in the kitchen and ready to take over
Give me an audience standing with open ears and I will make a change
Fuck all the fame, I don't need it, gimme the microphone, let me blow your brain
[Chorus]
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
[Verse 2]
Oh yes, the killers mixed up with malt liquor
I'm seeing the 5-0 out coming to get me
I bet up in Heaven it'd still be the same shit
I bet up in Heaven, there'd still be penitentiaries
After the centuries of our mistakes you would think we would learn
But no, still demonstrating the fact that you can't get away from the crime or the hate
Still the same thing, still the same thing (damn, rewind that shit)
Oh yes, the killers mixed up with malt liquor
I'm seeing the 5-0 out coming to get me
I bet up in Heaven it'd still be the same shit
I bet up in Heaven, there'd still be penitentiaries
After the centuries of our mistakes you would think we would learn
But no, still demonstrating the fact that you can't get away from the crime or the hate
Still the same thing, still the same thing
[Chorus]
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt
I will tie you to the wall with my words
And save you for the rainy day when I hurt