Irfan Ilohshix spits some X'spired bars with his alien tongue over some shaolin-styled beats.
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Title: The Alien Tongue (X’Spired Bars)Artist: Irfan Ilohshix
Lyrics: Irfan
Beats: Jacked from “The Spirit Archer” by Oz ARC Raider
Recorded & mixed by: The IZA @ The.XS Lab
Additional Scratches by: The IZA
my style of hip hop maybe expired, but your style of hip hop, no skills is required.
i dwell the holy lands with a white horse
armed with a mic sword, without a shield
holds the secrets that was forbid to reveal
on these battlefields, i was morbid
slain thousand men who was snobbish
you drown in dog piss, filled with carcasses of dead monks
like the red sun, i burnt and cremate your dead sons, into ashes
ripped your fucking bones out your flesh with my bare hands of shiva
your blood flown down the river
i swam in a pool of liver that was removed from the enemy's clan
my stories made sinners repent
and prayed 5 times daily to allah
i brought justice to the unequal as a libran
24th september sun, as i return
reincarnate to a human being
who couldn't sing,but chant these verses of doom with a tune
of millennium
even with thousands years of practice
you still couldn't match with the kid
ilohshix, respects the sensei
attack your whole temple alone without my clan mates
with a clench fist style of the praying mantis
made you lose you your senses, you think im done?
you weaklings are helpless like a head to a gun
im not finish, tell me who in the slum that could mess with
the alien tongue and his collective
of ninjas without getting cut into pieces
feed em to dogs and turned to feces
hear my voice echoes through the speakers
with hard beats impacts that kicks like sneakers
you know i'll rip his, heart apart like a dart
if he tries hard to act hard but never smart
to escape from my lyrical clutches that touches the heart
of the beasts, who later transform to wack emcees
my style of hip hop maybe expired, but your style of hip hop, no skills is required.
