On The High Side of The Sky

[Ninja Scroll sample]

{*horse neighs then gallops past*}

{*smash followed by man groaning*}

Jubei : No! I know the way now

So leave me alone alright?

Stoneface : Not quite the right direction

The way to Hell is right here!

{*fighting noises in the background*}

[Intro: Holocaust]

Battle shades of cyber space, intergalactic war zone

Warcloud rest.. bloody on the streets

In the fire escape

Robo-Warcloud meets Robo-Soul Brady

L.A. MC's love to smack you in hip hop

Vocal bio-tape with war stories that's sold to enemies

LA niggas love to smack you in hip hop

American muscle rap, American muscle rap

Swamp wars in a poetic nexus, heavy metal plexus

Trade raps, bionic glumps

Crash that phat war chant

Ghostly war machines, flightless tyrants with battle raps

Smoke, smoke, smoke

Since I handled that

Haha

[Holocaust]

Hey! The sound of storm troopers, solar panel mechanical grammatical units

That rips flesh from BONES, atomic wavelength shatters tones

Warcloud, crooked clutch, cobbles, stones, purple, cream crystal Capone

Bone beach sticks, built in Indian brick hits

Shiny apples and bananas, break lenses of an ignoramus

Then I slap you like the stooges, you run like the little rap kids

I'm the HOLD of the Twilight Zone from Spanish castles

Call me chainsaw hand, thump cyborgs with tank parts

Escape from the weapon world, robo-gangster who bank NARC's

Smoke stack back, haywire bent over elderly

A crocodile learned to jump from tree to tree

I rap like machinery, rappers all catch and brainwashed

Those techno mics can only be found with gamma rays

My suitcase BOMBS, Stone Roses at the Olympics

CHAMP, figure neighbouring move points eternally

For DAYS, I ice skate on a man-made lake from posing MC's

Filled with a very large number, like guns

Eat right through you like a fancy Easter cake

Scary rumble forest, half mountainside, half lumber

Thunder broke The High Side of the Sky

When the microphone was placed in my icy grip

Beneath a hallway, tall wall brawl, y'all fall, I maul all

And crawl out the blood wall hall to call a doll

On the ceiling sideways, break a couch on a rapper's back

Heavy shiny pistols surprise you like box of Cracker Jacks

Force like Jacker smack, laid a hat like a batter's stack

Warcloud, butcher bone network like when the hackers hack

Each data macca that, clack gats all through the slackest rap

Some steep and some unseen some and somewhere famous like old Hakers Stat

He drops the classic facts, strongmen, soldiers and acrobats

I monkey-wrench the backup TAPS, dustingly take a lacker nap

Bloody like the clappers tap, baffle caps, with shackle raps

Chewing rosebuds, Adam's Apple crack guns and raffle brats

Tabernacle chaps stack jewellery, candy and black Heaterz

Master the nap, these angry men PACK JURASSIC RAPS

Toxic acid laps, gat bags with gat quacks

Loud flame scatter raps cutter hats, my pattern spat

Shatter cracks when Big Warcloud flaps with a hundred bats

Sleeps behind a sliding map, batter chaps with scanner lacks

Latter axe, flashback cats grasp my pistol yap

Murder caddy shack saps in horror fog so relax

I attack, Braveheart bone scratch, my track is phat

I laugh at rapper's chat, splatter cats and scatter splatter

Bloody money stacks, mummy hatch the dummy raps

CHAPTER HATCH BATTLE TRACKS, pinball per battle-axe

[Chorus: Holocaust]

Shades of Technology, intergalactic war zone

Psycho tropic crab backlash, shotguns blast (battle axe)

Shades of Technology, cannons and missile shaft blast

Star Wars clash backlash, shotguns blast (battle axe)

Shades of Technology, war machines future, past

Bang cyber chick fast, backlash, shotguns blast (battle axe)

Shades of Technology, intergalactic war zone

Shatter stars flash backlash, shotguns blast (battle axe)

[Break: Holocaust]

Fuckers, kapow

Clack clack kapow

[Road Block]

Voltron form fair warn', MC's get scorn

Warn, bled alarm sound oblivious

Toy MC's flow but they style is quite ridiculous

Def come to these Jam rappers

Kicking rhymes, life is like cadavers

To unemployment, whack MC's get flushed like a toilet

We look and dunk and spoil it

We in terminal hunting season

Never commit treason to the King without reason

Running' from the poets, wheezing, heavy breathing

Our elite fleet won the battle

Laid you in the gravel

Unravelled your Adam's Apple, forcing' me to grapple

Un-float to the next mode, MC's is mouldy

With RCA cables, beat machines control me

Back track and burn you, kick flow and serve you

Behind building people, grab and sleep redeem you

Destroying, defeating, hanging upside-down from the ceiling

Real troops revealing, hands in the pockets, lethal weapons concealing

[Chorus]

[Holocaust]

I caught grammar cadaver in a bush, gravestone crossing

Every brain vessel bursting your offspring

Battle-axe costing, vine of roses, my thorn swings

Slow hands, arms explode, laughing at darkness

Heartless darts cartridge, shoppers turn hard marksmen

Cut the dark monkey part shot, my dark carpet

Cribs and catapults, and cans stand in the splatter

Bones shatters, streets are latter, scatter brain matter on platter

Cranberry Splash Mountain, my gun lead spit in spines

Bloodthirsty Warcloud, yo I caught the champ sniffing' lines

Dine on weak minds like limes and apple wine

The perfect crime to devour planets in time

Nine little Indians teach you their departure

Beware of hidden archers, pyramid on the hill

Stomach organs spill, cyber-tropic metropolis

Necro plastic operatives hold presidents hostages

Take me to the button magisterial righteous glutton

I bludgeon your platoon, mayhem the dirty dozen

Drifting living weapons, outer space war zone legends

Ghastly arithmetic in motion from Heaven

Chunks bitten out of the head of the anti-Christ

Old liquid foot, powder foot chopped up the body

Clack clack kapow, hit you behind a sandwich truck

Shuffle with the gauge to an alley and body slide

Back To The Future, prevents the ransom for rocking' mics

Power in the present war ghost, I blast the shocking light

Talking hype, no champ lovers smack you in hip hop

Warcloud productions we bang broads 'til Easter

The American poet Soul Brady will keep you ducking hard

Violent robo-feds will leave crews bloody construction yards

[Road Block]

Universal Soldiers tortured and Iron Maidens

Intergalactic battleship sink, fight like Ravens

Pestilence controls the galaxy, life short of immortality

Burn you up like calories, causin' mass fatalities

Think fast, blast, you might not last

You might even end up in a full body cast

Break backs, tied to train tracks, synapse

I see red, the battle just took place and everybody's dead

Bare knuckle boxing, check my entourage

Killa Bee behind me, full body camouflage

Brain busting bullets, barrel through your body

Hit you with Tommy Gunn's from the closet of John Gotti

[Chorus]

[Outro: Warcloud]

Knowledge is the foundation of all things in existence

Wisdom is the manifestation

Understanding is the best part

Psychotropic war zone, battle shades in cyber space

Warcloud.. Soul Brady

Wu-Tang Clan is luxuriant

The American Poets

They never caught me Sleepy Horse; they never caught me Sleepy Horse

They'll never catch you Sleepy Horse

They never catch me Sleepy Horse