Never Look Back (feat. Elk)

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T. Rex were a British rock band, formed in 1967 by singer/songwriter and guitarist Marc Bolan. The band formed as Tyrannosaurus Rex, releasing four underground folk albums under the name. Tony Visconti (their producer for several albums) claimed in a documentary on the band that he had taken to using the abbreviated term "T. Rex" as a shorthand, something that initially irritated Bolan, who gradually came around to the idea and officially shortened the band's name to "T. Rex" at roughly the same time they started having big hits (shortly after going electric). more »

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Heartbeating a panic, wake up a manic I know I can manage, every card that I'm handed
Never stranded, my brain is landed I'm rebranded, from the pain I withstanded
Never stranded, you can't imagine What happened every time I'm rappin
Psychedelic attack, you want me packin' I'm back in, no heat but I'm blastin

This that crack you fiend for, this that track that rewards
Every time that I need more, chasin' butts like Seymour
CD stores, but everything digital damn, I'm invisible, so why do I feel invincible
Runnin' circles around your elliptical you hypocritical, vitals are critical

Both legs dead, that's paralytical I'm cryptic with critics, mysterious, you don't get it
My foot imprinted, in your ass, 70 shows a minute
When you try to go red on me, that's dead I see
A 90's baby that's crazy, you can't phase me

I'm a new level with every instrumental from rap to metal, I'm screamin' potential
Accelerate the devil, out of my life had to get wrong to get right, I'm quite alright
That's why I might, snap into the night never fight, except for life
Roll with the punches, I eat em like lunches crunches for brunches, let's get it on

I'm jumbo, when I rumble, rambo in the jungle
Locked in a single cell, new round, I ring the bell
New sound, I spring from hell, you look at the best
I'm sick of the rest, I'm sick of the mess I'm sicking to wreck, I'm writin' a check

You can't cash yet, upper deck I'm rubberneck, I'm high tech
Iron man, fire come from with underhands I Marvel man, every mic stand that I land
I ain't do it for the gram, I do it for my fam
Been buzzed this whole light year, still listen' with a light ear

You ask a stupid question, I got Dumbo right here
Got a boss named Andy, treat me like his cowboy
Wasn't even late, he talkin' to me like, now boy
Catch him on the outs, I'ma show him I'm a wild boy

Grind my ass off, just get treated like the towel boy
Got my wheels spinnin', time to buy a vowel boy
Sheep or a wolf, you gon' hear me howl, boy
My inner dog going rabid, I'm a sinner with a habit

Word magician pullin' rabbit, you thought that you had it
The day I let legality be my standard for morality
Is the day I let reality create a subconscious fatality
I'm immortal, not scared of combat

Lyrical pimpin' now, where is my top hat
New phone, I got that, the hate, you gotta stop that
Workin' at my job, gettin' paper, work sayin' dot that
Thinkin' about the stew, tellin' Geatz he gotta drop that

He laughin' while he mixin', sayin' boy, they gon' cop that
I'm forever smirkin', bring you together, I'm herding
Not hurtin', you see the wordin', that's wordplay
Need a replay to hear what I say, put you on layaway

A battle, stay away, unless you wanna win today
April fools, this may be just the bait
Save the game the way I play, progress in my pocket
That's why I never stop it, my wings, I spread

I'm lookin' ahead, my scope infrared, shootin' pencil lead
I'm thoroughbred, so I aim for the best
You wanna test, say less, I know that I'm great
You can never take me away, I'm hittin' homers like Chipper

Call me a brave, Hall of Fame one day
Cheffing curry, feed me a tre
The Splash Brothers, I smash mothers
Track a day another, collectin' rain like gutters

Throwin' uppercutters, my mind's cluster
Another rhyme, I muster, ketchup, you can't
Another rant, too many bars for you to chant
Liftin' 240s, but not at the gym

Edward Forty hands, scoped aiming at a limb
Put you on the curb, squash you with a Tim
Pedestrians pointin' at me, sayin' that it was him
Too much attention, like I'm hangin' from the rim

In my day, the jumpman, it meant somethin' different
It wasn't just a logo, someone you met when you said a no-no
Consequence for actions when you sent a low-blow
Bounce on you faster than a fuckin' pogo

Camera's out, replayin' it in slow-mo
Was that you
Man, you already know, bro

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