From Russia With Love
How many DJ's do you know that's from Russia?
They fanatic, label
Record collector, producer, and jam promoter
Combining with the force of a lyrical soldier
The chemistry right, the formula completed
The situation is plain, gadgets?
007's a beginner in comparison
CIA are ramagers, the FBI's embarrassin'
On the crossfader, there's masses of gunpowder
So when the cut's about to blow, it blows louder
Leaving nothing but the illusion of
The confusion is a, and the solution is a
We manifest under oppression, put your mind to the test
Control the jealousy then take a rest
We appear from every direction
The resurrection is witnessed by millions across the globe
Nonetheless, scratches are vital
The beats of course, the rhyme recital
I ain't your average, the mission is suicidal
That's where the experts enter
Represent on the beats, the murderer
And on the mic, the tormentor
How many DJ's do you know that's from Russia?
They fanatic, label
Record collector, producer, and jam promoter
Combining with the force of a lyrical soldier
From Russia with love, the potion is mixed
We ain't about being tricked
We ain't about being slick
Sly and cunning, the formation is mind-boggling
Double agents with instruments as their weapons
Keep 'em coming
Surrender, we re-enter the scene
With the force of a tornado while you return tender
Identification is kept on file
Fingerprints ar matched, tryin' to match the style
It's evident, you're a slave to your president
Bullets are fired, but you miss so it's irrelevant
Soldiers, missing in action
Another casualty, major distractions
Eliminated, caught on camera
Trapped in digital film with stamina
Techniques, twelves injected with the deadliest of venoms
The cuts precise, the lyrics as cold as ice
The program, computer generated
The men with the plan are on point and calculated
The strategies, the face nobody sees
The will of a thousand men, the strength of thirty MC's
How many DJ's do you know that's from Russia?
They fanatic, label
Record collector, producer, and jam promoter
Combining with the force of a lyrical soldier
I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
And this scratch adds shade to my musical plot
I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
And not another DJ rocks this type of beat
My treacherous beats make your ears respond
And not another DJ rocks this type of beat
Most Russians will know just by looking
You are a foreigner
But should someone start talking to you in Russian
You might say
No need to panic
To a DJ, he's an addict to rhyming
I'm a fanatic, and lyrics flow automatic
Artillery loaded and only fired in times
I could have a deadly performance performed
And that's a promise
The rap connection, the perfect beat
The voice projection
The direction is forward, you need protection
Combination of minds, guts, beats, and rhymes
Cause catastrophes and at the same time heal the blind
Be sublime and in the same time wreck your mind
Be prepared and in the process, stay confined
Cut the record, smash it to smithereens
Take it from one extreme to the next, crushin' your dreams
Global assassin, fearsome dynamic
Simple but effective, hated but respected
God will end the force, or be awesome devastate
And an unstoppable when it's about to be dropped
Get ready for the, the word on the street is
It's all about to happen, ninjas got it together
It's all about the, DJ Vadim from Russia
Put the needle on the record and cut
Well, he's back once more, better than before
Making all DJ's look amateur
They fanatic, label
Record collector, producer, and jam promoter
Combining with the force of a lyrical soldier
The chemistry right, the formula completed
The situation is plain, gadgets?
007's a beginner in comparison
CIA are ramagers, the FBI's embarrassin'
On the crossfader, there's masses of gunpowder
So when the cut's about to blow, it blows louder
Leaving nothing but the illusion of
The confusion is a, and the solution is a
We manifest under oppression, put your mind to the test
Control the jealousy then take a rest
We appear from every direction
The resurrection is witnessed by millions across the globe
Nonetheless, scratches are vital
The beats of course, the rhyme recital
I ain't your average, the mission is suicidal
That's where the experts enter
Represent on the beats, the murderer
And on the mic, the tormentor
How many DJ's do you know that's from Russia?
They fanatic, label
Record collector, producer, and jam promoter
Combining with the force of a lyrical soldier
From Russia with love, the potion is mixed
We ain't about being tricked
We ain't about being slick
Sly and cunning, the formation is mind-boggling
Double agents with instruments as their weapons
Keep 'em coming
Surrender, we re-enter the scene
With the force of a tornado while you return tender
Identification is kept on file
Fingerprints ar matched, tryin' to match the style
It's evident, you're a slave to your president
Bullets are fired, but you miss so it's irrelevant
Soldiers, missing in action
Another casualty, major distractions
Eliminated, caught on camera
Trapped in digital film with stamina
Techniques, twelves injected with the deadliest of venoms
The cuts precise, the lyrics as cold as ice
The program, computer generated
The men with the plan are on point and calculated
The strategies, the face nobody sees
The will of a thousand men, the strength of thirty MC's
How many DJ's do you know that's from Russia?
They fanatic, label
Record collector, producer, and jam promoter
Combining with the force of a lyrical soldier
I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
And this scratch adds shade to my musical plot
I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
And not another DJ rocks this type of beat
My treacherous beats make your ears respond
And not another DJ rocks this type of beat
Most Russians will know just by looking
You are a foreigner
But should someone start talking to you in Russian
You might say
No need to panic
To a DJ, he's an addict to rhyming
I'm a fanatic, and lyrics flow automatic
Artillery loaded and only fired in times
I could have a deadly performance performed
And that's a promise
The rap connection, the perfect beat
The voice projection
The direction is forward, you need protection
Combination of minds, guts, beats, and rhymes
Cause catastrophes and at the same time heal the blind
Be sublime and in the same time wreck your mind
Be prepared and in the process, stay confined
Cut the record, smash it to smithereens
Take it from one extreme to the next, crushin' your dreams
Global assassin, fearsome dynamic
Simple but effective, hated but respected
God will end the force, or be awesome devastate
And an unstoppable when it's about to be dropped
Get ready for the, the word on the street is
It's all about to happen, ninjas got it together
It's all about the, DJ Vadim from Russia
Put the needle on the record and cut
Well, he's back once more, better than before
Making all DJ's look amateur
Credits
Writer(s): Vadim Alexsandrovich Peare, Vanik Torosian, Blade (gb1)
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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