Dragon Fli Empire – Overtime video

Dragon Fli Empire – Overtime

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Directed by Oliver Banyard
Production & cuts by DJ Cosm
Rhymes by Teekay
Mixing and mastering by Nato at Up in Arms Studio

LYRICS:
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More to go, though the quarter is the fourth one,
Gettin’ overlooked with my raps, “we the north” son,
Much less support courtin’ VideoFACTors
Some of y’all still think I’m talking ’bout the Raptors,
I’m talking northside rappers, and DJs too,
Some haters shouted “dated”, way back in ’02,
They never matched what we did, with the bap and the boom,
And 20 years later, worldwide it rings true,
DFE definitely… jazz, soul, breakbeats,
Skipped out the crunk, snap, cloud rap, trap peaks,
Digging and we bump wax, chop, rearrange, loop,
Nowadays a DJ’s barely part of a rap group,
If there’s a rap group, it’s all solo artists,
And gettin’ any love is all about hittin’ targets,
The A.D.D. demo needs an EDM-crossover,
I stay stubborn, and refuse to say it’s game over,

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Overtime. Meaning time, yeah I’m over it,
We make the time-less hip hop, they cold shoulder it,
Old school? Nah, it’s ice cold beats
And your club rap sheet can’t compete
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More to go though the period is number three
About to part the waters as we trekking through the Red C
On the ice yeah we headed to a new game
Strictly metaphoric got the fire six-shooting flames
Same chemistry, DJ to MC
Another level, Johnny-Monny type telepathy,
Definitely, DFE, up in the o-zone
Floor to the roof, blow the lid up off the whole Dome
More like Broken City, Ship or the Commonwealth
City of the Harts, we holding up the title belts
Mosaic cultures, we ambassador performers
So give me all the ginger beef, and butter chicken, shawarma,
pho, burritos, injera and the bannock
Silence skeptics, their intolerance and panic
A melting pot of flavours with the maple syrup topping
We overtime? Yup, and still hip hoppin’

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Overtime. Meaning time, yeah I’m over it,
We make the time-less hip hop, they cold shoulder it,
Old school? Nah, it’s ice cold beats
And your club rap sheet can’t compete