Bubsy.B - Bedrock Lyrics

Hip hops alive, far from the wits of the watchful eyes
Stars are eclipsed by the common guise
Barred in the bricks like dolomite
Dark in the pits but I'm far from the switch I'm not gonna lie can't ask for a lift but I'll compromise
Actors claim they matching a flame lay tracks in the name of a profit I prize mics and my right to speak
Biting the spice with a beak, fly to the horizon, and high five life as I excrete
Guiding seeds to a higher meaning
Write siphoning the light blinding heathens
Die diving deep I can't find release
I sign right on the line for my time to cease
I'm Dream deficit and sleep hesitant
Keep checking them sweet messages
Delete negative, you eat everything
You need phetamins to be anything
Clefting rappers with a common sense
Guess you must lack confidence
Australia on the rise motherf*cker put the pint down put it to the side motherf*cker
Get left behind like truckers, get divine or get numbered
Left to die in lead runners
Left in a hex climbing encumbered
Living my best life, or just left the summit
Cause everything that goes up must come down
Buried in the bedrock underground

I'm embarking out, peep far see stars so I'm charting out
Navigate way to the apex sound
Everything that goes up must come down
But I'm buried in the bedrock underground
I'm embarking out, peep far see stars so I'm charting out
Navigate way to the apex sound
Everything that goes up must come down
But I'm buried in the bedrock underground

Matching rappers with the gasoline
You asinine I'm Palpatine
You grabbing the mic with no goals
While I be grabbing the mic with a foul scheme
Hip hops in need of a mouth clean
I got soap bars so open up
Counting now no throwing up
Strictly scribbling hits but no blowing up
I'll take the long road, and a hard one
Like a highway straight to mars son
Phar lap couldn't outlast
I'm last on track cause I'm outcast
Cards not stacked that's count fast, task on rap songs out passed
Dark but not to be doubted we just sprouting
Even though the grounds hard
Bitch, I wasn't born till 99
Every trip upon the thought times flying by?
I've been listening to history class
Old school but new tools and vision of the art
Thinking I'm a part, man I get devising
Step hard get far to define it
Kicks I gotta fill are like the largest size and so
Why try shit when you can master mind
I take the good with the bad and a pinch of that salt
Himalayan mind state placed high as default
Great southern land, I be taking a poll
Who wants what's best better break the mould
Maybe it's all gravy we all day dream ageing older
Eye ball aching idle waiting I narrate to save my soul and so

I'm embarking out, I'm embarking out, peep far see stars so I'm charting out
Navigate way to the apex sound, navigate way to the apex sound
Everything that goes up must come down
But I'm buried in the bedrock underground
I'm embarking out, I'm embarking out, peep far see stars so I'm charting out
Navigate way to the apex sound, navigate way to the apex sound
Everything that goes up must come down
But I'm buried in the bedrock underground

Breath of an emcee, enter the empty
Emanate, elevate, empathy, energy
Everything you ever will, everything you ever been
I could pick a style like a childhood memory
Never thought life could be this way
I fight for my pride, not seeking the pain
But breaching fatigue not a feat can faked
I've taken a 'L' every week, every day
So stand my own, great men in my corner
What you gonna do when your plan gets torn up?
That's why I'm winging this shit
Kinda like a song bird but my wings have been clipped
So moan of the misery, sing of the view
Cause hindsight is eluding my vision truth
But I'm sticking with the illest of crews like I'm glued up
Spitting an acid solution not soup bum
F*ckin around with that grime type flow
But I'm Hip Hop kid, like ya don't know
Whittaker with a crashendo, tempo on acend mode
Step back, let em know, then go
Don't forget me, I'm blessed with a technique
Blessed with the friends who just let me be
So I never get pretending when I'm meant to be
I bring force, from the high hills to the port
Represent death and before, pen law
Not paid, heart on display, we could do it like we never did it in a way
Bikky for a wage in a dizzy cool state
Aussie summer heat got me dripping drool again
Press play, let it ride out on the wave
When I pass the mic tell me what you might say?