Style Warz

(Break) Styles, styles, styles, styles, styles... Beyond... (Ryu) Tribal-style ritual We dance around the totem In a golden ring of fire Bangin' on a war drum Anthem of a shaman dominatin' Peyote trance Hopscotch the planet Barefoot on the hot sand I'm knee-deep in history Mystery builds Tryin' to find a Style of Beyond secret to steal But when the doors of perception are cleansed Only then Will the truth be revealed Through an infrared lens It's the same then as it is now As it will be I still be The touch-tone number three Letters on your flip-phone D-E-F to my death In the flesh Vocal vacuum Takin' your breath Rest assured When I get busy There'll be nothin' left Like a paycheck after taxes Relay my message Decay modems and faxes Internet death Go to battle swingin' my axes Cut you in step Escapin' through secret hatches Tunnel rats rummage through the ashes Of what rap was Before you trapped it Locked in a box 'bout as big as this room But you can't keep hip-hop captive Uh-uh (Break) Styles, styles, styles, styles, styles... Beyond... (Takbir) Hey, yo--ring of fire ritual Bellydance swing Cyberspace visual Galactic Apache Salman evaded While you groovin' at the disco See what's really crackin' like Nabisco Powwow Festival of flows By the S.o.B. assassins Rain-tribe Thunderclouds crashin' Cosmic Tomahawks dawn For my tribal renaissance And ceremony that's catered to the art The origin of underground sounds Bein' brought up to the surface Auditory preachers of a serpent Cathedral Draws from Milan Around a golden-arc steeple For days Givin' praise To the people Caught up in a circle for the trance We .... detour Where the .... is And now they go and dose Insomniac sleeper Injectin' my syringe Directly through the speaker (Break) Styles, styles, styles, styles, styles... Beyond... (Takbir) Hi It's like a rhymin' time machine Move through melodies Lightfoot Rhythmic MCs So let it be Crossbow Triggered the lost low A Cherokee on a quest Against archrival Nemesis (Ryu) Ceremonial headdress Got you wide open like the dentist Say Aaahhh My sentence got you punks Jumpin' fences Ha--without a weapon You're defenseless Comin' out the trenches With hatchets and Musical monkey wrenches (Takbir) Yeah Yo, all we wanna do Is make your neck snap Takbir and Ryu With Rhettmatic on the track Energetic act To keep the club packed Just havin' fun When we rappin' (Ryu) Flow another optic explosion Amplified junkie of a Breakbeat chosen Monkey .... pumpin' style Out for justice Competition frozen Lash out in a .... Motion sickness Ocean of a school of Vicious fishes Half-staff flag for your caviar Wishes on a .... Straight from the starship 2000 prophets Drop it Hot topic flow for discussion (Takbir) Man, you all ain't knowin' How we bustin' Reignin' on the average everday chump Crushin' Year 2000 2000 (Ryu) Say what? (Break) Styles, styles, styles, styles, styles... Beyond...