Style Wars - HiJack

Laugh when you say your style’s hardcore

Just another dance track record bore

Stand back to observe the scratches outrageous

Different punctuation is coarse and contagious

Auditorium packed release my attack

On stage you realise that you’re the wack

Cause then it’s kill or be killed, thrill or be thrilled

And if we don’t talk blood’s gonna be spilled

Don’t bump no junk rock a hardcore sound

I play it for my crowd and I say it loud

The shunned minority, the ones with no authority

Classification of Hijack is a commodity you lack

Then look at the top you see our name

Three black brothers that feel no shame to say yes

We broke up the ice to be precise

You better think twice or maybe think thrice

Before stepping onto my track you’ll get beat

Whipped by the crew that’s the talk of the street

So stand in the trance of my tune, it’s like a fantasy

Brothers keep searching for a similar melody

Powerful words are what stands alone

And when you hear my rhymes then you’ll see the soul of Hijack

The ace of the pack and much more

From here to the States and from shore to shore

Rock with Style Wars

Hit the wax but you got burned up

Undercover waited long while you played your best shot

He just grabbed the style of today

Supreme switch your track for your scratching phase

When I’m rocking the mic I don’t fight but I just write

Make you stop and just stare, the style’s there

Feeling my friction or force, cause you know it’s boss

If you want a battle let’s go, or get lost

Track finalised and complete and I feel sweet clauses

Designed under link with the def beat

Undercover’s rocking on the jam make you say dead

Making all the suckers just scram when the jam’s read

Blast opposition, attain top grades

Slaving away while you hide in the shade

Rhymes selling cause the deal is perfection

Telling you clearly I’ve copyright protection

Perception of QC, Supreme is renowned for production of cuts

Universally profound to unload

Our rights, surprise, and you despise

The rawness of our talents being fully energised

Suppressors will fall as a new art given birth

Rising like a phoenix to dominate Earth

Unleashed to make my vocal cords quiver, glimmer

And shimmer to the sounds I deliver

Lay down the law as a leader

Stampeding through all the suppressors with the force of a steamer

Manifest approval to the standards I reach

And then you emulate the vocal strategy that I preach

You’re the entrepreneur of the Hip Hop dancefloor

The one-off score with the wack rhyme bore

You know you can’t compete so you just stand and stammer

Crushing your ego I’m quite ferocious like a hammerhead shark

Closing in for the kill

Destructor of counterfeiting adversaries, they’re just ill

Time holds back Hijack’s posse

To see our name imprinted on the album that is glossy

South London shocks!