2000 Fold Lyrics & Tabs by Styles of Beyond
2000 Fold
guitar chords lyrics
Welcome...
It's time unravel the plot, unlock the safe,
Searchlight, binocular spot, commposite sketch phase
Tryin to apprehend the suspect beyond typical flow
Black and white cam, elevator, surveillance photo
Freeze frame, still shot that skill spot
Ryu in the post office, FBI's most A-T-I mascot
No charge penning for climbing the climate wall
I'm the communist, monuments on the conquest to crawl
Through the barbed wire fences and motion censor detectors
Code within my sentence that cracks foreign defenses
Mention my name to no one, let's keep it top secret
Classify my digital mind so you can't peep it
It's a mystery unable to explain but strange
How we connect from two complete different sides of the terrain
Classify my digital mind so you can't peep it
It's a mystery unable to explain but strange
How we connect from two complete different sides of the terrain
2000 Fold, Sean Connery code name
No mysterious chemistry overcame
So while the beat bangs everybody's doin' the same
Spittin out repetitious bull crap that you thought wouldn't change
Retracin' my tracks back to my birthplace
A hollogram, seein' things never there in the first place
Chase my image like a figment & fantasy, What you tellin' me?
Evertime I rhyme I chalk up another felony
The last action hero on the planet evidently
When they ask who's Tiger Chan act like you never met me
[Chorus x2]
This ain't your average everyday rap song
We ain't the average group cause our 'styles beyond'
So, how we keep it strong's a mystery unsolved
Nobody knows, 2000 (2000) Fold
Ayo, 2000 fold, everybody's still searchin'
Lookin' for that voice that they never heard in person
Radio in-tennas and television screens
Attractin' this signal that's universally recieved
Styles of Beyond, the normal type of flow
The ones that discover the way to hype the show
With the uh ah (haha) Oh my god the real came back
Two of the most incredible ever on the same track
Code red operation that we're takin' back hip hop
Dead or alive behind enemy lines hear the pen drop
The album 2000 aftermath, rock the cashba
Wearin' a meat necklace, two steps from hungry jaguars
Wreck a track faster than nascars in black
Snatchin' hip hop tonight and you ain't takin' it back
Thought you had it stashed like a nine milli financial weapon
Now it's time for the S-O-B and nine thousand is steppin'
Travelin' slowly through every channel and laboratory samples
Now a national geographical panoramic anthem
Exposed as one of the seven gases
No evidence 'shown' but now the 'globe' is full of ashes
We just some auditory creatures, creepin' out your speakers
Delinquents usually understand it's frequent
'The Mighty Bostone' relatin the mor-se code
Exchangin the body suits of our clones
Yeah...
Welcome...
Yo, you gotta mic but your time won't last
Cause when we in the ring, everything moves fast
And we takin' care of biz in this hip hop show
If you in the front row then you might just know
So what's the crew? S-O-B that's the click I'm from
Bottom line either get down or get done
Ayo, this just in, at five foot ten, mysterious african
Slight build, bottled with nice skills
Over by the ledge, brief case, twistin his dreds
Developin' a way to repel against the commonheads
All in the favor of the S-O-B
Get yo ass to the store, purchase the CD
As we close the first chapter in the book of mystery
All that's left is a three minute and changed legacy
Subconciously stained styles on your memory
Releasin' all the primal first century tendencies on my enemies
Got you on candid camera through my gamma vision glasses
Starin' at drops quick as clocks ticks, time passes
Tide rips, one wrecks the other destroys
Now the two deadliest warheads have been employed
[Chorus x3]
This ain't your average everyday rap song
We ain't the average group cause our 'styles beyond'
So, how we keep it strong's a mystery unsolved
Nobody knows, 2000 (2000) Fold
