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The New Age



Last Updated: 11/17/2009

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Status: Single
City: PHILADELPHIA
State: Pennsylvania
Country: US
Signup Date: 12/5/2005
Wednesday, April 29, 2009 

Category: Music
Like the end days /this band plays/ the new age/ movin through the streets of rage /steps on stage and the crowds amazed/ but they really get game when we engauge/ really can't explane how to create the phase/ but will get blazed and exhale it in your face /punks with chains/ landmines and gernades /fighting for the high score trying to get paied/ trying to stay the same/ when the only constant is change/ so i flip/ bounce/ and then i rearrange/ one sylibile killa/ some say one sk/ let lyrics fly ya way like lead spray/ can't keep up/ ill flow in telepathy /the vendetta pedigree of enemies that temp me or test me / hold steady i unleash heavy /many witness the end of all centuries


 im on stage 3 /and what awaits me/ endless hordes of enemies them vs me /got a sharp burner and i keep it ready/ ima learn ya keep that camera steady/ block after block/ we rock we rock/ linked up with todd and we took a few shots/ and we stay in the bar past two oclock /this the definition/ hiptronic electrohop/ another day in the life /and it don't stop /all day philly and im fighting through most blocks/ since we dropped out of college and set up shop/ everythings been obvious /well untill its not we keep shit locked like a cell block /rocked like a crack spot/ hot like a stove top/ i see you try to copy us like go-bots/ but fizzle up and go flat like soda pop/ 


on the last stage/ me and the boss engauge /ready to play it straight/ never about face/ my life amount gauge /it never drains /aint die since the first game/ i still got ten plays /knee deep for days in the streets of rage/and it aint just the murder rate/ philly's a mean place/ every day we face danger/ and everynight we drink/ thats monday through sunday/ till we can't see straight/ those wisky shots make the world spin outta place/ and for some thats the only escape /we fight high stakes/ and the cops won't chase /they eating fresh donuts sleeping at the base /who wants to wait /what we want we take /we stay above the current and we fight the wave /the truth is the light at the end of days/ the new age /moving throught the streets of rage