[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
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