Sick Nottingham, UK lyricist Scorz aka Scorzilla aka Scorzayzee has dropped this dope FREE download ‘10,000 BC’, produced by Mecca:83
Get it here and check the lyrics below
It all started in a coffee shop
banging on his iPad screen
‘Cus the wifi connection just stopped
you can feel stress in the air
he’s said the queue’s too long
the workers all sick of pouring coffee in his cup
he’s a banker
never says thank you
lives for the city
too selfish for a woman
he’s a w*****
he don’t pay attention if it don’t make him richer
when his father died
cut his whole family out the picture
could have retire just off that
he sits down feeling tired
and spills the drink in his lap
quickly grabs a tissue
the tissue slowly disappears in his hand
changes into little white crystals
the whole shop freezes
he looks at his iPhone 6
thinks he’s dying
says a quick prayer to jesus
everything around him
is frozen
like Adam Sandler in click
but without the remote
he opens the door
step’s out
looks around
knocks on a lampost
to check if there’s any sound
tries to take a picture on his phone
incase nobody believes him
but the phone turns to stone
the stone drops
and stops in mid air
hairs standing on the back of his
on his neck he’s so scared
he heads home
breathing hard
running between cars
he looks at his shoes
the seams are coming apart
he kicks em off
his Paul Smith socks start to unstitch
now he’s barefoot
the hunter became the hunted
his whole suit unravels like string
yesterday he was 1st class
travelling like a king
now he’s feeling like the day he was born
butt naked and crying
with his rolex spitting out diamonds
he reaches his apartment
the lifts not working
10 flights of stairs
he’s wishing he was a bird
reaches for his electronic key
from his bag what a fool he can’t
see the door turned to a tree
now he’s 10,000 BC Adam and eve
his whole flat’s a carpet just made out of leaves
feeling cold he tries to stick em together
now everything he knew about life
ain’t so clever
all the politics and arguing
can’t even make a cup
he’s drinking with his hands
no toothpaste
just gargling
no technology
no medicine
not even a pot to piss
just his fathers inheritance
maybe he could burn that money
to stay warm
maybe he could buy some more oil from abroad
but first he needs to build a ship
but there’s no tools
he’s in the stone age
yesterday he had jewels
cruising past life
in a Porsche so cool
now he’s looking for a horse and a mule
know about penny stocks
oh how the penny dropped
learned about business
but went to the wrong school
now he’s growing plants on his own balcony
mastered the art of happiness
like alchemy
funny how life can be
in a drought you know you can’t drink
water from the sea
are we engineers or just cogs in a wheel?
nowadays people got job’s with no skills
wealth with no resource
looking at stars with no meaning
rappers got bars with no reason
like uncooked chicken with no Season
to me hip hops still alive and still breathing
even though a lot the crowds are still leaving
I’m right here stuck in my ways
still believing.
the flows still decent
that will never leave him
rappers only get one shot
like a bees sting
what’s a million views without loyalty
welcome to the fam
I hope you feel like royalty
2016
still no label
just my word and my balls
and
no lawyer fee
I do this it’s part of me
it’s neurological
every now and then
I break it down
into molecules
so I can explain
Cus some of these thoughts
sometimes are like solitude…
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