The Renaissance lyrics

[Intro: Leviathan]
Ah, West Coast, ah, the renaissance
It's the renaissance, strangers wit candy
Leviathan, Warcloud, Mantra, word
It's the renaissance ya'll

[Hook 4X: Leviathan]
Those who were blessed in the garment
Shall be, shall be not reincarnated

[Verse 1: Leviathan]
Yo it's the dynamo, body blow specialist, here to twist wrists
Kidnap ya life, take a hike and don't forget this
Broke, you bout to learn, hip hop's not always business
Cuz underground authentic linguistics, represent ships
That launch missiles at "Wannabeez" under seas
Victorious, P.A.C., crossbreeds
Who don't have a clue, stop rhymin' like you're brand new
Parallax, we see right through, nobody's fool
Unglue, you're molecules'll send you back together
I'm Leviathan, lickin' shots wit the strangler
We cliffhangers, unit bangers
Echo no Asian honey lemon, will throw drop full of nature
The revolution won't platinumized and televised
We third dimension strangers here for you to analyze
In this wilderness, of America-ca-ca
We carry heads and roll them back to bury the sucka
Cuz he deadly palm, shatter your dome and scatter your bones
You hear the tone dialin' you out, it's combat zone
[Chorus 2X: Mantra]
Poison blood from the Bay of Pigs, Catcher in the Rye
Walkin' dogs to West Asia, kept them in a bind
Retreat to the sea cliff, strength versus weakness
People of the world, let my particles unite

[Verse 2: Warcloud]
Aiyo, let the dead bury their dead, the wasteful son
You caught 'em with a bucket of blood, down in Damascus
88 back flips, stack chips and write
Though eye is the organ of sight, I cracked it twice
Tripped to oblivion, slaughter you in the rut
While you worship what you know not what, your crew's snuff
I battle 'til my brain shuts off, the streets left you
A strange man kept you, he crept through a can of beats
Bone dust supper, rap's royalty forever
And eat through reality, gun you down in the tragedy
Somethin' from the nightmare realm — abnormality
Snatch your rib cage out your back, yo call him Warcloud
Red, white and blue werewolf with sleep technique
Bump you on the head hard with the last baseball
Autographed by Babe Ruth, devils better respect God
Perplex odd quote that was peppermint shall injure you
Heavy old sword, that warm body you smother you
Jockeys in the rain, we rob you in living luxury
Then poison animal eaters, come and try to defeat us
The famous old story of the 8 sinister kings
In the Parallax, I'll chop you all into stacks
Flap jack rap, they froze a '52 pick-up
Crunchy shots burst then slump you through bloody hick-ups
Battleground sound, Warcloud the dirty Clansman
Wu-Tang sculptors will buzz saw you with records
Password crafted, perplex it by rap embargo
It's like cotton, gold, bird feathers and marbles
Mineral baths, salt water, save yourself, buckers
You can never buck us, I want you to try to touch us
[Chorus 2X: Mantra]
Poison blood from the Bay of Pigs, Catcher in the Rye
Walkin' dogs to West Asia, kept them in a bind
Retreat to the sea cliff, strength versus weakness
People of the world, let my particles unite

[Verse 3: Mantra]
The stigma of a flower, pistol in a hair piece
A static symbol of a mind, that impeach
The legacy on the mound, he was known as Saint Tropez
Struck men out for the effect of oppressive ages
Unstable cages, radicals'll rush us in the classroom
They shoot off in the black boy jungle
Misty serenades, the bogarts'll cook
Pendulum foot, I was in, he didn't look
When Mantra broke out the window, bird became cuckoo
Flew over sea-saw, chiefs who come to greeet you
Villages concealed in the sounds of the vultures
Crashed on the streets, where my kids gotta eat
Lady vinegar, momma let the heart spill
Armor shade bias, catch your high tide crescents
Ran from Allah, free cypher for self banishment
Sun spot, rise of the apricot, catch
Twelve trot, understanding hell of happiness
Somebody told me that the Parallax were here
Left hands are diced, then writin' on Sheik punishment
Catcher in my name is in the straw hoods of Saigon
Nation of water comes down from hot places
Hard for critics to rate this, solid basement
Mechanize a thought when I walk, gather a witness
Recordin' ya'll sh*t, whether people's faces change
Like a scent on the brain, family portrait was hung
A livin' myth was taken, tunnel to be driven
And subterranean vessels, carry the sleepin' conscience
Took a train to market, get your hands out my pockets
[Bridge 3X: Leviathan]
Aiyo, yo, reincarnated M.C.'s
Agree or disagree the style is restin' in peace

[Leviathan]
Because...

[Hook 4X: Leviathan]
Those who were blessed in the garment
Shall be, shall be not reincarnated

[Outro: Leviathan]
Not reincarnated, hah, word, not reincarnated