DEPHKAMP

DEPHKAMP

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Rap - Alternative | Denver, Colorado, United States
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Member Since: 2004
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Lyrics

Live Wire
(Written by Bryan Downey- copyright 2003)
I?m a like a live wire that?s tripped- systems on fritz
Dealing with these lunatics- on these streets with bricks
With forty five licks- to fix- their verbal interruptions
In the Kamp there?s no discussion- broken bottle stabs your functions
Catch me in the dungeons- guzzling brews
While muzzling dudes- with duct tape- and laces from shoes
You look confused kid- swelt up from bruises
Take your ass back- tell your pack- how were ruthless
I split coup when the roost nests- spill goo on their goose necks
This loose lipped- slurring these rhymes- with crooked- toothless
To prove this- fact- my streets don?t cry
And up on these streets- my peeps they born to die
From stressed suicides- young arrests-and doing time
Confessions to the crime- of drug obsessions in their mind
There?s no better way to define- this hard life living
Then this gun that I?m holding- still smoking from spitting
(chorus)
So when we come around son- drop down
Were from the Denver city streets- D-town
Where growing up is so gritty- with these clowns
Come stepping through our hood- and we- spit rounds
Live wire- Live wire
I?m like a- Live wire- Live wire

I?m a live wire that?s set- ready to blow
Detonation time- One- after six zeros
I let it count down and decode- my stories untold
From the streets and the wars- to the roots that we?ve sewn
Growing up in this tough zone- with gangs and drug homes
Dangerous thugs roam- done your brains with a knuckle bone
I?m quick to duck you clone- stick fists- like dust to chrome
I?m a street veteran- league?s all time pro
Living with focused eyes- red from this constant high
No compromise- hearing my lines invade your conscience mind
I?m lost at times- walking this thin line of fate
With no destination- except this ghetto I can?t escape
And these cold storm grates- keep warm when I wake
In these dark alleyways- under concrete slates
You know my story aint fake- I?m straight from the streets
So you can keep your heat at home- and don?t come looking for beef
(chorus)
So when we come around son- drop down
Were from the Denver city streets- D-town
Where growing up is so gritty- with these clowns
Come stepping through our hood- and we- spit rounds
Live wire- Live wire
I?m like a- Live wire- Live wire

In the ghetto it?s hard news- struggling- daily
Trying to earn my respect- as a project baby
While these chumps want to front- and start acting crazy
I?ll be knocking out punks- with the lumps god gave me
Turning fronts into gravy- my weapons my fist
Unless it?s locked around some nine- chrome- letting?em spit
And when you get hit- I hope your whole crew- won?t forget
That I?m sick- and Dephkamp click- we to thick
So you better run quick and hide- stepping in the wrong side
Messing with wrong kind- you?ll go missing- where no finds
The remains of your demise- this is thug style- with rude rhymes
To make you wake up and realize- your living with closed minds
In my time I find- that these lines hold truth
What comes around- goes around- in karmiac pursuit
So if your looking for revenge- in this lifetime dispute
Then step your ass to the plate- and let those pistols shoot???..

Track 4 Dephkamp "Governed Mentals" CD
Dephkamp
Bryan Downey
2face323@msn.com

Song Length
5:22
Genres
Rap - General, Rap - Alternative
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Heated, Tense

Subject Matter
Frustration, Imagination

Similar Artists
2Pac, Wu-Tang Clan
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Bryan Downey
Music Credits Bryan Downey
Performance Credits Bryan Downey
Label Credits no label