RENAISSANCE

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The Neighborhood

The Neighborhood is an American rock band formed in 2011. Known for their moody and atmospheric sound, they gained popularity with their debut single "Sweater Weather." The band's music often explores themes of love, youth, and suburban life. They have released multiple albums and have a dedicated fanbase. more »

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Dropping bombs, dropping bombs
It's that new age, Neighborhood Renaissance
Dropping bombs, dropping bombs
It's the Six Three One, it's the Six Three One Gods

Michelangelo here's my penance yo
Confess this to the mic
That we're gonna blow off your head top
In a dead stop causing we're moving you dead rocks
Shit that pops makes you think
Got no time to blink take your adderalls
Ur attention spans are very small
Wall to wall monkey banging drums
In that brain of yours
Well you better get smarter
the neighborhood coming harder
Like lil Wayne mr carter charter the rap game
It's our renaissance and we're bringing em mad pain
Shame on the rest to leave this shit in distress
When you step in the mic
You supposed to bring your best
And if you don't that's fucking disrespect
To the culture probably call me a vulture
But the respect I demand
Cause this shit aint for fans or about being the man
It's to be on that Mount Rushmore
With em Ra Caz grandmaster all masterful
Yoda Micken Jehovahs your witness
With the beats knocking real sick
Slick mick magic kmc goes rabid
Worm comes in make ya do a backflip
With this spinning back fist Dana white I cracked it
The code to explode chillin on the throne
Don corleone in our own respects
And yo shout out wu tang
Bitch protect your neck
Neighborhood the biggest threat since
Bin laden except were the ones
Thats actually bombing shit
With rhymes bitch we timeless
This pressure builds diamonds
And you know we shining
Yoda go rip them a new hymen

Neighborhood Reign start the dawn of the renaissance
When my brain spark Kush God beat the pen apart
Those ink stains or blots? They're the prophets plots
Im insane I just jot and jot til my ammos stocked
I ain't playing when I come to rock the spot
Young prof stay spitting slop til I save Hip Hop
A single thought could slaughter your entire squadron
Clean up on isle fraud someone grab a mop for the comp
Yod leave bones, blood and brains when I stomp
On your fucking head like Charlie M til your eyes pop
Don Juan de la Nooch number one in your ear
On your iPod, I never aim that's lame I just shoot my shot
I rock your body like a blood clot
With bop after bop
Ayo if I wanted to I couldn't stop
Dawg I don't talk the talk
Unless I could walk the walk
Im running it block to block
Flipping tapes like toss across
From the Hamptons to Kings Park
From there til the Island parts
I'm blaring swearing through sound bars
The next three hip hop stars have answered the call
The most destructive elements
Shaking up the game these demon spawns
Leave you shocked and awed
I go off like your drunk uncle off the egg nog
You know it's on when my hands twist and my head nods
This Dark Magic spell caster
Mutters a mantra to enchant you
Listen to the rant of banter
I'm not asking dammit I demand you
Understand why I stand the man
The myth, the legend the Kush Master Commander
KMC Shakespeare's phantom AKA the Boombap Bastard
Yoda on a tare throwing a tantrum
There isn't a madder hatter
LI gods turn wine to water changing physics that matter
The Worm will piss on you RKelly full bladder
Micken serves the beat up on a silver platter
If you have to replace your speakers after you had to
Cause we'll be back soon with another track to add to
Your rack your playlist or for the DJ to scratch up 
Neighborhood's Finest Six Three One assassins coming at you
And so once again hip hop is changed forever hereafter

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