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Intro
01:22
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Hour Of The Tiger
02:14
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Hour Of The Tiger
Verse 1(Alphabetik)
Your brain can’t withstand the pressure
Deadly lyrical strikes from the wind bender surrender
Commercialized pretenders are defenseless
My compression sentence expression
Delivers thoughts with intention
No question I’m destine
Witness a specialist
Theres mass amounts of evidence
That Alphabetik’s skills are measureless
Expect it I’m prophetic
Respect it its genetic
Collapse the industry in a second
These are curse verses
Who’s up for contention
Time to start retention
Still no forgiveness after confession
Hear the wrath of alphas astro projection
Master of messages
My craft is perfection
Im crack
Snap your neck with a head spin
Collapse attack
Tracks relentless
Exact magic
My math is perfection
Advance with enhanced spectrum
Tactics agressive
Quiet violence cast hexes
Scorch Shriners with fire
Till there’s no survivors
Enter The Hour of The Tiger!!!!!
Verse 2 [Irrefutable]
Call it 2 finger Zen, when Im clutching the pen,
and jamming it in the pressure points,
located between your joints
Calligraphy sticks, turned into weapons,
causing quantum shift, in the consciousness,
like equinox precessions
Under tension, in the hades dimension,
but I stay building the sentence, into a word structure,
ziggurat of rap, temple of sound
Where I let the thoughts burst from the crown,
and take chi in from the sky and the ground,
to overpower the hell hounds, that are chasing me down
Move swift, tenchu, wushu, gung fu, sticky hands strike
and take the mic from ya dude, you aint getting it back again
Cause I drop maths like STEM, and youre dropping twitter trends,with hashtags and emojis, don’t even start with me,
I wanna stick a tanto through your hearts arteries,
for your weak ass artistry
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3. |
Terracotta Warriors
02:13
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Terracotta Warriors
Verse 1 [Irrefutable]
Martial arts lyrical budo, phatter than sumo,
flipping shit like judo, what ya gonna do bro,
dual bladed, with the pen and the tachi,
like Musashi, heiho, tai chi flows
Moving with the rhythm,
to hit you minions with precision,
spitting arrowheads at your position,
like an archer, through chinks in your armour
Ronin, no master, I try to master thy self,
No matter the cards dealt,
my presence will be felt, like the arctic shelves
Mad sword styles, from the bastard child,
while you spew bile, I sonic boom emcees
like Guile, and take a hook blade to the face
of shoguns with crocodile smile,
Cunning of Sun Tzu, dexterity of ninjutsu,
use my tongue, to split you in two,
like a katana, then my raps embalm ya,
call it karma
Verse 2 (Alphabetik)
I got that Wing Chun
Iron palm
Venomous tongue
Spit fire like sun
Hard bars pack a powerful punch
Fingertips break rocks
Skills got stock
Talking stops
My disciple’s take notes
When i shadow box
Rockets launch atomic
Diabolic advanced phonics
Mental and physical knowledge is solid
Mantis technique is flawless
My PXR army holds high honors
Explode like a bomb
When I'm droppin the topic
Smash the populous
Perfect posture with kicks
Force of the fist
8000 ghost warriors of Quin
The emperor’s a legend
My high rhyme rhetoric is prime
Like divine selection
Eternal essence
Multiple endings
Modify present
Death spell sentence
No evidence
Home grown terrorist
Emerge when oppressed
Annihilate the threat
Cause and effects
Samurai sword through the chest
Captured the last breath
Put em to rest check
Blessed with the hex
Your sole will only re manifest
Into something thats less
Alpha’s at the apex
What chu expect
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4. |
Venom Of The Red Lotus
02:26
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Venom Of The Red Lotus
Verse 1
(Alphabetik)
My verbal word venom
Will send’em to Hell
Darkness dwell in my realm
create circles of shells
i shake Tibetan bells
I’m aligned with Orion’s Belt
in ancient caves i meditated and got knowledge of self
i harvest God opulent octave harmonic
Montras energize mesmerized
Memorized by the Lama’s
Irrefutable scholars
Attack tracks like Black Mambas
Minds fluid like water
The Shaman enters the kingdom of Shambhala
Bloom of The Red Lotus
Ritual of the solstice
Final atonement
The last rites have been spoken
All idols are broken
Eyes were the color of stone
Men fold from East Coast cold
My black soles bold
Blood scrolls
For whom the bells toll
Your futures been foretold
Im savage in battle
My sharp Babylon tongue slash
Will baffle you
Voodoo Doll
Snaps you in two
Cremate ceremony wicked like Crowley
Maji magnitude unimaginable
Strategy shatterproof
Double shadow attack
Deadly arrows packed in apparel
For P2 members beware as you enter
My photographic memory captures the ledger!!!!!
Verse 2
[Irrefutable]
Metaphysical, esoteric
Irrefutable kicking it with the Alphabetik,
the wind of life, from chakras deep and buried,
speaking increasingly heavy, weighted breath,
The soul speaks through the flesh,
like oracles mumbling ancient dialects,
Papyrus scripts, the moving finger has writ,
and moved on, to another smooth song,
flowing nectar of the gods
Listening to The Sundragon while I watch,
the 3rd rock, from strange angles
like the needle’s eye view of the hay bale
Lead the examined life,
trying to make authentic movements,
bypass incongruent blueprints, like I was a Taoist
Studying the works of emcees from the shaolin,
up at midnight hours, opening the 1000 petalled lotus flower,
the crown chakra, the irrefutable rips it harder,
Kicking dope shit, like Sonny Chiba,
like Nas, leaving you dummies ethered,
cause your style aint complex like an amoeba
Red lotus venom oozing out the speakers,
and in through your eardrums
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Chi Gong, Mind Over Matter
Verse 1 [Irrefutable]
Chi gong, mind over matter, block out the chatter,
and keep climbing Jacob’s ladder
Forgetting the pain, and the weight on my back
like monks in a horse stance, In the hot sands,
I stand alone, sins branded on my soul,
like a Titulus Crucis, or bodysuits of yakuzas
But I continue to fuse the, words and endure
cause there aint no cure, for the ills humanity’s got
Withstand the crucible, the melting pot
meditating on a spot, in front of a tree
like Buddha in front of the Bodhi
Not even paying attention to ya phonies,
cronies, get the Kratos blade,
turn ya to a crater face, while I make my escape
Verse 2 (Alphabetik)
Energy rise through my chakras
Spine shake like maracas
My chi’s charing often I'm starving
Feed me some ramen
Blood soak garments embalmments
Ritual offerings
Mind over matter like charlatans
Signs of my sprit
Defined in my lyrics
Disguise my appearance
Like smoke in the mirrors
Project a phantom image
Combat the pillage
Honor my linage
The weak die
The strong survive
I am lord of the fly’s
Resurrect like the fire bird in the sky
I abide by the code of the samurai
Highly technical sharp pencil essential
Death by seppuku
Avenge my master
Expect disaster
Decapitate the captured
Shogun talent
My sword slice faster
Bones left shattered
Perfect abbot practice with potions
Explosive focused flowin ferocious
High atonement
Control the motion of oceans
Transform like osmosis
Opponents are hopeless
Unleash the magnum opus
Notice, alpha’s the chosen
The scroll has been opened
This is atonement
Lay down the black roses
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6. |
Book Of The Void
02:15
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Book Of The Void
Verse 1
[Irrefutable]
Dark jinn, Zankou, Buddhist tengu,
birds of prey, perched over you,
like war hawks, or judges at the youth court
The truths ugly, so the irrefutable spews thoughts
Fire walk, through hells forks,
where demons in lapels talk,
and hunt men for sport
Blood overflows the coffers,
ACAB, fuck the coppers,
The lost spirits wander,
in the suicide forest, like my little cousin,
cause this world, lacks virtue and substance,
the shadow man, becoming one with the nothing
Scribing the book of the void, like Miyamoto,
in the sonic dojo, cutting down wack rappers in kimonos
Dark judge brushes are painting your fate,
in the age of decadent snakes,
from dusk till dawn, its high stakes
Yo Alpha, grab the mic and put these fuckers in their place
Verse 2
(Alphabetik)
Rhymes wise
Open the eyes of blind minds
Recode and align
Preprogramed design
Reincarnate through space reshape
Different body different place
Time erase no trace
Faces of death
Prepare for whats next
The sun rises and sets
Horus and Set
I head a sprit voice
Opened up the Books of The Void
Tight grasp of metaphysical Math
The body went from flesh to ash
Remanifest organize metamorphosize
Cellular structures combine
Astrology guides are maps of the mind
Life stripes
Bright lights
Genetic ties
My sun shines
Blood mood red tide
The vortex of the void
Exists deep inside
The star Gods of the sky
Were recognized
By the earliest tribes!!!!
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Kareta Sakura
02:11
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Kareta Sakura [Withered Cherry Blossoms]
Verse 1
(Alphabetik)
I was born on a North Eastern storm
My forms cold like a mortician
In wicked New England winters lifes frigid
I walk barefoot through the blizzard
Overstand submissions
Sun I traveled the distance
Transformative meditation
When i clean the dishes
I see sprits in the prism
Tap into intuition wisdom
the dead infiltrates the living
Create waves through my rhythm
The clock never stops ticking
Instant increments
Seconds and minuets
Symbolic digits
Measurements of influence
Return to the infinite
I’ve read the books of the Fishermen
I burn frakincense and cinnamon
Master the fabric of presence
Travel dimensions
Elevated like confuses descendants
Earth is the temple of questions
All judges are present
The final steps are epic
Alphabetik’s the world reincarnated conception
of a man named Eric
Verse 2
[Irrefutable]
Spit fire like Apollo’s lantern,
at orders like that of the black dragon
Slashing at the face of masked phantoms,
and racists like Pauline Hanson,
theyre dancing with devils
While I drop heavy like anvils,
and crush emcees, in the
middle of my mandibles
Dont need a Q&A panel,
to tell what were about,
Laying it out,
like blueprints and plans,
before we kidnap “the man”,
& issue death certificates,
for Uncle Sam, like Ice Cube re-releases
Kicking the thesis, rhyme deposits,
creating mental composites, opposite,
of the normative values
The Irrefutable impact you, deeply,
while I sit under the willows that are weeping,
watching beauty wither like cherry blossoms
So I keep transferring this information,
like the corpus callosum,
before my body rotting,
in this cesspit
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8. |
Outro
01:31
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Hidden Leaves Adelaide, Australia
Hidden by the Leaves is a international collaborative project, between Irrefutable & Alphabetik(of PXR) and Green Dutch
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