Alleys To Valleys

[Intro: Joelistics] We left the city, like, (What?) afternoon time Me, Joelistics, Urthboy, Ozi Batla, hooked up with Hermitude For some beat action, and I saw the city smokin' like [Verse 1: Joelistics] The sunlight burns down the city's arteries People of the blood moving through the capillaries All types converge, I observe it in words I write down what occurs, now, what's going on? Businessmen move along the foot path in packs Below skyscrapers, cages and commisioned flats Glass on the road reflects the last rays Thе rush hour traffic clogs up the mainframe [Verse 2: Ozi Batla] All the way from thе mainline to rock a bassline Make a beeline for the treeline, for real life Take it to new heights, get perspective right Reflective like a high-rise and bright lights and big city How my hometown shits me After all it's given me, still a bone to pick Everybody temper burns like a candle wick And time accelerates 'cause our minds move too quick But you still act thick, not so big as you think So I will write to all the hermits in invisible ink [Verse 3: Joelistics, Urthboy] Like a poet anonymous, escape the metropolis Ominous like when the stock market crashes And everybody walks around with nicotine patches Preying on eachother, preyed on by taxes Access the mountain, pass the city as I move on from alley to valley I make moves to sing songs We three sit up top of this hill Thinking of a bunch of senators to chuck on the grill This is the make things meal, blend, bake and serve The MCs take their turns while Dubs confers The words crack like a branch, now the peace disturbed Kicking back, we advance til you fully emerge It's just a little bit of city to mountaintop clash Interstate, make it levitate with Gus on the scratch [Chorus: Joelistics, Ozi Batla & Urthboy] MCs up in the mountains We three leave the city just as we found it You're bound to put your foot on the ground When the hills are alive with this crazy sound MCs up in the mountains We three leave the city just as we found it Hermitude shake the mountain around Latitude without attitude counting them down [Verse 4: Urthboy] With calm comes chaos, then the skies collapse More refining on your day off, now we ride in packs Still aware, with their power and their money and suits But we're breaking out like inmates from that version of truth Keep the proof in the pudding with a potent mix On a Joelistics Ozi Batla Urthboy tip Whilst I'm standed, slip, this shit lifts like smoke Tearing strips off the crisp air, inhaling the toke [Verse 5: Joelistics] Nice, when we chill out on verandas Passing the hours while the clouds glow amber Filling up pages, phrases for grandpa Daytime masks what only nightfall answers Picture this (What?) After a spliff We work the late shift, the air is cool, crisp In widescreen format, I draw this in tree sap You heard it first here because The Herd do that [Verse 6: Ozi Batla] Let's clarify, like water, for all the pub talkers We actually prefer if you just ignore us And we continue regardless of all the heartless 'Cause you can't seperate the art from the artist Multiply by five on a mountain high We got a good vantage point to watch the world die But we will survive with ours full fixed On elevated expression with the perfect mix [Chorus: Joelistics, Ozi Batla & Urthboy] MCs up in the mountains We three leave the city just as we found it You're bound to put your foot on the ground When the hills are alive with this crazy sound MCs up in the mountains We three leave the city just as we found it Hermitude shake the mountain around Latitude without attitude counting them down