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I Don't Like the Sound of Your Face (Beathoven)

from THAT RACKET by Kapeesh & The Beatfarmer

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Drum N' Bass + Rap = a crowd full of fat lips! The Beatfarmer is a madman and I... well I just don't give a shit. This is THAT RACKET, bitch!

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Knockin on the sky, rearranging the clouds, just enough to huff and write names in the residue/
They all mean something, even those I deny/ bold italic underlined/ white swirls through my baby blue/
Got love for many but miss few/ while I cover my ears as to not hear of my issues/
I'm not here, I've been clocked out since 02'/ 16 is when got lost in my first 16/
And I remember every word like they were vows to my future self/ music heals the deep wounds when sutures don't help/
If I got an extra man for every witch I've had to melt/Ii'd skin the day, keep the pelt and safety pinned it to my collar/
Superman-ist of mantis men/ demons marchin in tens/ I eat the first and hawk the skeleton/ domino effect the rest of them/
Excellence strived/
The list of things for which I'd die is so wet and illedgible, all I can make out is my pride/

I'm not in the music business I'm in the business of minding mine/ and business is a boomin the moves I'm making are workin fine/
And everytime I get down it's like you're watchin the planets collide, this is my, milky way rain dance/
Dance, like no ones watchin, and even if they is/ I could give a flying missionary posish'/
I've found my niche/ so when I'm in the pit/ fuckin up yo shit/ blame the farmer it's his beat that got blood drippin from yo lip/
And I'm on it, on it, on it, come find me in CA/ cookin up dope flows to drum n' bass/ in an attempt to melt your face/
It ain't nothin new/ it's something we do/ and we do it proper/ grime it up and add the wobble just to drown out all the talkers/
For sport, I scale buildings while I swat at helicopters/ with a white bitch on my shoulder, count the floors until I drop her/
I'm kind of a big deal/ it goes; music, family, me, then gettin pussy, so you're kind of the 5th wheel/

Nah Nah, Nah Nah/ guess who isn't listening/ fingers in my ears is usually what that means/
Gooooo Awaaaaaay/ I don't like the sound of your faaaaace/
Nah Nah, Nah Nah/ guess who isn't listening/ fingers in my ears is usually what that means/
Gooooo Awaaaaaay/ I don't like the sound of your faaaaace/

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from THAT RACKET, released February 3, 2012

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