The ability to evolve and adapt in the ever changing realm of music is necessary for an artist’s survival. Having maintained a presence over the last 14 years via a resume that includes features on three MF DOOM albums (Take Me to Your Leader, MMFOOD, and Born like This), Atlanta-based lyricist staHHr has consistently done just that.
On my throne like merkaba- precise how I plan mines
quicksand rhymes- overstand I'm
not with the juegos- spit fuego
like waco-tangle with this you'll need maaco
dreamchasing- Sipping tonic outta mason jars
betta know I came to raise the bar-star
sweet cinnamon-thrilling them gentlemen
moor than feminine wiles- I got plentiful styles
rhyme flow heavy even on the light days
Whole steeze sun rays- cleansing like sauna
get the guava if they not on they square
get the picture? It's clear- like skies with no chemtrails
that wack shit is dead like road kill entrails
hyenas get crushed-something like a headrush
so what you crying for? never saw your higher self before?
oh yes, it's neter in the flesh, and we never half step-thats bet
Chorus: get set off-quick let off/ cause I'm holding-heat like lava molten
Golden Aurelian- rolling with seraphim
Riot sparkers-firestarters
clever- with around the way girl disposition
eff you, pay me-freedom costs-listen
keep the beef and steaks I'd rather have a vegan plate
indeed i shall proceed to take-
control- and set the record straight
moor than a conscious rapper- no box-
you can't trap her-myths shatter
move like the dolphin clan- often
man is caught up in the ego mind
exchange foreign currency-I leave it all behind
seen it like a sign of great things to come
and if two wont do, then I drop it on the one
time for your mindframe-sharpshooter aim
bridging the gap between left and right brain
sane and unsane-hot- the blue flame
imma live forever, but this is nothing like fame
Chorus: get set off-quick let off
Cause I'm holding-heat like lava molten-
golden Aurelian-roll with seraphim
riot sparkers/firestarters
red giant- defiant/ hands off assatta
Respect every soldier that was slaughtered or martyred
held in the pen auctioned and bartered
I can hear em screaming in the track-lex, play it back
if you seeking to know-get in synch with the flow
not preaching, teaching- reaching you slow
letting it sink in- the blend like fronto
once the spark fires-downloading is
Pronto
~ StaHHr
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