Moving Through The Streets Lyrics - Singles - Psycho Realm

I'm from the family sick symphonies underground crowds are into me 

Got out the industry 'cause the label became my enemy 

It wasn't meant to be the machine was just trying to censor me 

Didn't do it for sony so they ended up releasing me 

Independent no longer locked down for an infinity 

So my vicinity remains true to my identity 

Sick jacken exploiting the sound verbal attacking ear drums 

From where you're standing you'll catch the rapping 

Music of the mask infiltrate past blast out your loud speaker 

Haters get ass we get the last laugh like bloodstone 

Look at the picture tell me what's wrong 

Earthquake weather turned la into a flood zone 

We dry it up come with the raw when we transmit the rhyme network 

Psycho realm that's my conecta 

Sick fucks backing the music with drugs 

And now we're taking over the scene we're straight thugs 

Hit the exit move the package as we get it 

Sick dogs push in the gates and invade it 

Moving the revolution through using 

All kinds of musical forms of confusion 

You win the area battle raw fusion 

And fights that light up the night and spell ruin 

For street teams caught in youth groups of two's and three's 

Means they're shooting soldiers into the county 

Radio alerting the streets reach those available 

Decide which way to go and which not we move unfadable 

Unbreakable underground sounds will be invading you 

There's nothing you could do we're breaking through 

We move through kingdoms of violent silent weapons 

Employ those firing 

We're dying 

While the puppet master's jerking strings smiling we're fighting 

In the street ring not even defying the plan 

They set the money bait and we're biting 

We document images on song using vocal print 

On how you get prepared to go to war against the monument 

It's always been and will always be crooked government 

Controlling the streets running shit while we're gunning it 

Die on it bleed with more numbers than we succeed 

Statistics recording the growth of the bad seed 

Moving through streets packing my piece watching for peace disruption 

And the corruption on the police don't cease 

Is there an ending before decease? 

Or is death the only exit buried and then released? 

Moving through streets we see enemy forces 

We drop multi bombs and then flee 

All competition will reach defeat 

And targets in my mission will die technically 

Physically bringing you storm it's on 

'til the end of the war has been won you've been warned 

Swarm with the strength of destructive psyclones 

And police crews get introduced to straight harm 

Abused 'cause you want me to lose 

They're to protect and serve but never to follow the rules 

Street soldiers refuse 

We come in the midst of hate with the fate then you're through 

Radio alerting the streets reach those available 

Decide which way to go and which not we move unfadable 

Unbreakable underground sounds will be invading you 

There's nothing you could do we're breaking through