Call to Arms (feat. Marx & Grhymz) [Radio Edit]

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Razorrawks

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Let the battle commence on the war of the roses
Yorkshire's victorious but you already know this 
Never in the dugout, in the field where the prose is 
I just ripped the rug out from under your noses
Attack you with the poetry - Shakespearean sword 
Applying for jobs I ain't got experience for
We can rewrite history clearing the score
I'm solidified I ain't trying to hear it at all
The intoxicating English to leave your son and daughter smashed
Buy a photo frame that only houses my autograph
Trying to reel me in when they ain't even caught a cast
Pitching ideas like I ain't already thought of that 
Incredibly pretentious, too right I got an ego
On the offset get followed where me go 
The paradigm shifted kid and I took the lead so
Rappers got salty, just stick to having w*** rolled 

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

Step and spit vocals with pride 
Cause this social divide that's increasing is croaky and snide
When approaching with those that are totally fine
Till they're gone then they look down their noses and smile
Cause you're peasants and you'll never be better than them
Never pretend to be them, if you don't know where you're heading
Then you're doing your head in again and my friend it ain't a trend
But you're better just getting a pen and getting your vengeance in again and again and again 
And in the end, well you'll settle the score with c*** s****** who are wrecking the poor
Let you hold their mouths open when you step in the door
Tell em open wide f***** get the debt I'll un-pour 
Cause they treat me like a c*** who is new to this
I could offer them tutelage, instead I'm dropping a boot on this
And watching my back cause the future's uncertain 
Pools of blood spilled over truth, but which version?

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

So pick your sel' up man when I send you packing backwards 
In a last ditch attempt at playing rapping till I catch ya 
Snatching chats and spy out latches when the fact is man I'm practiced 
And I'm versed in the ancient art of parting party tactics
And I can't be a**** with hardly starts and fat lips after egos
Spill over, Novocaine for you now I conversate and knew 
How'd you go and start a f****** s*** chatting exercise? 
I spliced to the side the right time and now the nights mine 
And its my time to shine a light, a type and kind to split the night
The line of sights mine I've finalised the words they're mine to type 
Dynamite and tight and line after line they're all like f****** 
"How'd that guy go speed of light? And occupy a space where neither lies - a barren land!?"
Well I ain't black and white I'm either and I freedom fight while mortified 
I cheat and cry while screaming in the face of f****** heathens seething
I can hear em dreaming, I can hear em clearly praying dearly for the fear to f****** veer me

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented the psalms
We cut the mic, cut the lights while you ring the alarm
No gimmicks just lyrics we finish as sinners with charm

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