Horrorshow - Did you hear

Horrorshow is on a whole different level. While Adit fractures beats, Solo pillages mics to create that good old fashioned golden era rap. This dynamic duo is still in their sophomore stage and it's absolutely traumatic to think the kind of everlasting imprint they will leave on hip-hop. This is the kind of song that reminds me of the early 90's when it was just so damn cool to bust a verse about how dope you were while adamantly proving it with vivid imaginary. I'm excited for their next album and this is only a tiny teaser of whats to come. Enjoy.

Lyrics: Horrorshow - Did you hear

And you should check your horoscope

Before you step and get your face redder than a 20 dollar note

If you didn't already you've got to know

Think you're fly till you fall out the sky like Geronimo

Look out below

Watch the class clown drop down to the ground he's out for the count

But that won't be me no don't doubt it

I'm down for the crown no bumps about it

But so do all the party people up in here

Trendies, Boguts, Countrymen lend me your ears

Just let me make on thing clear I came to claim shit this year

What didn't you hear we're back with a kick and snare

Must have been that old au contraire

So get a smile on your face and your hands in the air

Throw them up like you just don't care

Put em up put em up one time if you feeling the vibe

Two times let me see you try to reach for the sky

Treat my peace let the people decide

If you're coming for a piece of the pie

Then be advised that you ain't too tight

Little homie when you get on the mic

All I see is the disguise your hiding behind

Getting high on your own supply

If you want to get the job done right

Oscar might be the go to guy

Bona fide flow going for a bargain price

The hype ain't gonna flow for today

One time for you're mental

We stripped it back to the fundamentals

For anybody who was doubting the credentials

State of mind frame is crying out herriacy

Whats the matter you're afraid of a little melody

Sick of these non believers I want Justin Beiber fans

Girls screaming at the gate waiting to see us land

So fuck this rap shit I quit I'm leaving

I'm gonna start a boy band

I'm fucking with you

Sometimes I wonder if I would have cut it as a rock star

But I never really could ever play the guitar

I was way too skiny to be any good at foote

Found peace in my hoodie with my beats on blast

But shit I can recall the days when people paid me out

Tuning in to this hip-hop sound

Yo remember when they use to call this BBQ rap

HAHAHAHAHA

Pardon me I had to laugh at that

Now we pack stadiums with bars that crack

Craniums and top the Australian charts with rap

Build it up tear it down and we starting from scratch

You ain't even got to ask where the party at

Put em up put em up one time if you feeling the vibe

Two times let me see you try to reach for the sky

Treat my peace let the people decide

If you're coming for a piece of the pie

Then be advised that you ain't too tight

Little homie when you get on the mic

All I see is the disguise your hiding behind

Gettting high on your own supply

If you want to get the job done right

Oscar might be the go to guy

Bonafide flow going for a bargain price

The hype ain't gonna flow for today

Said I don't know what you've been told

I don't know what you've been told

Father said don't break the mold

Father said don't break the mold

Said I don't know what you've been told

I don't know what you've been told

It ain't got nothing no ain't got nothing if

Said It aint got nothing if it ain't got something

So here we go lads rally caps up

Brought in the tally hoes black sally in the cup

You might of heard the murmurs

Where the Hermitude voice ring

From the alleys to valleys back up

With the boom bap original rap

We bring it to you live in the physical

Digital download will be reaching critical mass

We give it out bro we love if you give us a little bap

We can't be too mad at you for clicking on that

This is for sampling the pieces that we fit on a track

Some would say what we make is a criminal act

We rocking in a new era without the fitted caps

Bring it back

1 for the show and 2 for the money

Hakuna matata mate no worries