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E-Type - Culture lyrics
(chorus 2x [scratches])
 This, is, original indigenous
 This is all that we know that we have (cul-cul-cul-culture)
 This, is, original indigenous
 This is all that we know that we have (die-die-die for they culture)
 (I-Self Divine)
 We dealin' with sound, filling ya crown with immaculate
 Concepts, classic air max in cortex
 Vortex, sucking you in
 Building my fortess, forcefield
 Forty acres for construct building
 This hip-hop landscape is my energy and culture
 High lyricism spill my blood for the rapture
 Metaphor foreside me guided me wise me
 Sewn shut like an in-seem huh niggas eyes be
 Chewin' on crushed glass, through how to see the robbery
 Gettin' off the tips million dollar lottery odyssey
 I'm, sincere to the utmost, severe to industry cut-throats
 For real, hip-hoppers feel niggas glucose
 The fashionest, isolate the fascist
 Mashin', supplemental stashes of hash plants
 Dirty cheap, cash advance, an avalanche
 Full of faulty plans, galaxies shatter, full like the ASCAP
 (chorus 2x)
 "This is all that we know that we have, is this life
 Those who don't believe, that they can suffer now and get theirs after death"
 (I-Self Divine)E-Type - Culture - http://motolyrics.com/e-type/culture-lyrics.html
 Pain, tattooed to the face tight
 High field general, I-Self damaging, earning his stripes
 Queens thought the obelisk movement was love movements
 Love music, kings and queens concieve seeds to this
 And achieve high degrees to this
 Like specialists, my grandmaster flash messages
 Very visual and graphic like bombed paintings
 With self-inflicted wounds to the cardiovascular instinct
 Ninety-eight degrees/98 degrees in sync/nsync
 Interchangable cables and links
 Medallions the size of kitchen sinks
 With labels of anger designed, with Europeans in mind
 We distorted the prism with turtle-shine
 Street rappin' with slang, king English cut and butchered
 Assassinate, reborn a culture that's decultivate
 Bullet ricochet through asbestos hallways
 Asthmatic athletes run fast in track meets
 This, is, original indigenous
 Before Columbus, or Columbine High gun busts
 Supreme, queens glistening the radiant sun
 Marley Marl man tonic soul sonic hold chronic
 Like heaven on Earth, when the vinyl hit the obelisk
 Water-head niggas burst when they over-confident
 Impact, my sistas got gats up in they head wraps
 Drug-traffic rap, aftermath on the mayhem
(chorus, 2x)
"culture" (3x)








