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Lord Lhus & PSL - "Ground You Walk Upon" ***prod by DIRTY DIKE*** (lyrics in info)

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this is the first release from "International RhymeZ Konnect"
the Lord Lhus/EastGarden album!!! video shot in Biel/Bienne Switzerland with special guest Zoe Frick.

verse 1 - Lord Lhus:

I smash the beat so massively after the weed get passed to me/
I blast the heat at gassed emcees dissing me call it blasphemy/
Don't hassle me, might snap on you victims as targets/
I'm a Sargent in this music militia stay coming harder/
On the grounds you walk upon, the streets you walking on/
I stay beneath ya autobahn, underground the chosen one/
That come from frozen suns, light years away from this rock/
The place that they stopped, it started where your universe rots/
They murdered the crops, synthetic weed you they feed to ya seeds/
The evil and greed, corruption puts the broke on they knees/
Lost on a sea of tranquility, talent is my ability/
To reveal belief weather or not these people feeling me/
I kill the beat Every time I spit with a message/
We resurrecting this original style to bring back te essence/
Yo we blessed it! EMPTY HANDED WARRIOR SALUT!/
Sound the troops, we the culture defenders coming for you!/

verse 2 - PSL Persoonlijk:

Ey yo die grond waar ik op loop, zakt soms weg tot aan me hoofd En word dit jaar niet die kluis gekraakt dan word hiphop me dood Ik kan die strijd niet meer bewonderen ik offerde voor honderden Ik kreeg stank voor dank een een goed hart die mag opdonderen Alsof tie niemand was stervend op een vieze dag PSL is Persoonlijk Geen type die ze biezen pakt, ik ben een ziekte een virus maar niet dat iemand dat snapt Maar liever dat dan hersenspoelend fucking kudde gedrag Inmiddel 15 jaar verder, heb dat verwerkt in elke letter Messen steken in de rug en ik roll niet met half steppers De droom die is verbitterd, maar ik spit nog steeds die hitte Tot ik stik in de tijd yo en die klok die blijft maar tikken Ik vertik het om te zwijgen , te rijn voor scheinheilig Hypocrieten blijven ijlen het pad des haat is oneindig Ik zal niet meer lijden, nee ik kijk over bergen heen Bezit meer licht dan de zon en de sterren er omheen

verse 3 - Lord Lhus:

We walk above the underground staying beneath the surface/
With a purpose on the spot that I sitting ain't nothing worthless/
Cause my thirst has taken over, I'm Hungary feeling the pain/
And it's insane that we ain't made it can't grasp inside my brain/
So ima keep pushing it at you, spitting it to these kids/
But the truth is that maybe 10% know what hip hop is/
And I can count on 2 hands the heads that's real/
So we build to make a monolith seen when the flow is spilled/
You already know the deal, the archaeologist stay underground/
With treasures beneath the surface and knowledge is what he found/
When I'm shining, I can make the sphinx cry a diamond/
As I'm climbing up the ladder blood an sweat keep me sliding/
Down into the depths where no angel ever slept/
So I'm dreaming with the demons with a reason for my death/
So release to my afterlife I'm sick of being raped/
For what I love and treasure ain't no way I ever escape/ Show less
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