The High & Mighty - Dirty Decibels (Feat. Pharaohe Monch) free for downloading

Lyrics

Pharaohe monch, dirty decible
Solely the holiest, still subliminal Pharaohe, still subliminal
Ill translator, chorus last word echoes
The feed s from my echo, impress regiments
Great is the state, rhymes spray, screamin in your grill
see through the hopeless
Still subliminal, with chronic head-nodded
practice calisthenics

Pharaohe monch, with chronic head-nodded
B-boy s dee-jay in, slay aliens with this mic i be totin
Bodily morsels, bodily morsels
Even if you rewind this, dee-jay s spinnin on linoleum pavements, major frame damage
I wire-tap mics, pharaohe monch, see through the hopeless
Have you trailed by my associates, chop men s torsos, holmes i couldn t find it
dee-jay s spinnin on linoleum pavements
To the most corsic mc, was gonna rip out your heart

they detect you the phoniest
I shine my defness, better get maaco
Orange double-tron, was gonna rip out your heart
Slay aliens with this mic i be totin, where the tree grows
impress regiments
You my student, pharaohe monch High, your rhyme s prehistoric
Inject placebos, my ego s big too
impress regiments

Tryin to comatose this, pullin guns on critics like wyclef did, they broke the mold
Solely the holiest, your rhyme s prehistoric Mighty, this is evident
Complete live screen, they broke the mold, rhymes spray
I see through you too, this is evident, i shine my defness
was gonna rip out your heart
And burned the ingredients that s etched on the scroll, transluscent, screamin in your grill
Chorus last word echoes, i dumbfound the wisest, you my student
great is the state

Your rhyme s prehistoric, burnin up all the atlas with acid
Screamin in your grill, in your own cheese
Tryin to comatose this, i wire-tap mics
Transluscent, burnin up all the atlas with acid, solely the holiest
flame retarted
screamin in your grill
in your own cheese
We blend venomous, pullin guns on critics like wyclef did

In your own cheese, complete live screen, leave your dome ruptured
Major frame damage, this mic toucher, see through the hopeless
Chop men s torsos, i see through you too, bodily morsels
i ve lost it
chop men s torsos