Deep in the High Focus catacombs, Nature’s Greatest Mystery has been gather… Read Full Bio ↴Deep in the High Focus catacombs, Nature’s Greatest Mystery has been gathering in force. For years the underworld has been buzzing to the sound of a new band of lyricists, a feathered troop of strigiformes unlike anything the world has seen before. It is only now, one month before the apocalypse, that mankind is finally ready for the full force of Nature’s Greatest Mystery.
This band of owls hover in cypher circles gripping microphones with their iron talons, leaving humans in the wake of their earthly knowledge. Led by the merciless Big Owl (Fliptrix), guided by the teachings of Bird T (Verb T), entertained by the do-or-die spirit of Rusty Take-Off (BVA MC) & inspired by the inventions of Deformed Wing (Leaf Dog), The Four Owls have played in the shadows for long enough. Backed entirely by High Focus artist Leaf Dog on the production The Four Owls maintain a sound that is true to hip-hop in its real form.
Nature’s Greatest Mystery is High Focus Records most ambitious release to date. The label has quickly gained a reputation for pushing boundaries in a scene that has grown desperate for a new type of binocular vision. The Four Owls are responsible for a modern day classic, fourteen tracks of straight up-and-down head banging rhythms, undiluted lyricism and conceptual brilliance. Who said UK hip hop was dead? Just look to the skies.
This band of owls hover in cypher circles gripping microphones with their iron talons, leaving humans in the wake of their earthly knowledge. Led by the merciless Big Owl (Fliptrix), guided by the teachings of Bird T (Verb T), entertained by the do-or-die spirit of Rusty Take-Off (BVA MC) & inspired by the inventions of Deformed Wing (Leaf Dog), The Four Owls have played in the shadows for long enough. Backed entirely by High Focus artist Leaf Dog on the production The Four Owls maintain a sound that is true to hip-hop in its real form.
Nature’s Greatest Mystery is High Focus Records most ambitious release to date. The label has quickly gained a reputation for pushing boundaries in a scene that has grown desperate for a new type of binocular vision. The Four Owls are responsible for a modern day classic, fourteen tracks of straight up-and-down head banging rhythms, undiluted lyricism and conceptual brilliance. Who said UK hip hop was dead? Just look to the skies.
Assassination
The Four Owls Lyrics
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@kibacurtis
[Verse 1:Verb T]
Step inside the building
And I'm walking like a killer
Looking for the others
Feeling that no one is iller
Wrapping up the bodies
Then I lock them in the chiller
Falling like Frazier
When he lost it in Manila
People always wanting us to go and kill the fakers off
And I got the right ingredients to go make a bomb
Show you in the thoughts when the blast tear your faces off
You will see me standing in the ashes when the flames are gone
On the top floor, rifle in my grasp
Plus there's another three snipers in the grass
Pop your heads off while your driving in your car
That's a massacre, now your brain is your passenger
Aim it in your daytime
Playlist the mergulum
Flippin on the daily, but I don't work at Burger King
Up from the underground, stealth when we're surfacing
Leaving new bloody pattern all on your furnishings
[Verse 2: Leaf Dog]
So sharp I cut silk in the river
Leave your head gone before you see a shadowy figure
As I paint a picture, deep in ancient China
Throw smoke bombs so thick, you can't find na'
Ninja in the background, bodies getting hacked down
Heads falling off when we finally let the axe down
Keep the ear to the ground, listening for the crickets
Learned the art of war in my sleep with the spirits
Living stranger stands as the remainder, in danger
Treat, the beat is my retainer
I do the shogun a favour and save you
Even a hundred man deep, watch me wade through
See me chilling, while the harp will play
Ready to fight you to the death like the Kumite
Watch the skies turn grey, when my ninjas creep
I'll pull your heart out of your chest, just to feel your beat
[Verse 3: BVA]
Slay with tongue
Not the type to wave a gun
Hit your pressure points
Walk away calm, don't run
Always moving with my face to the sun
Turn ronin around the time to the faking begun
Take the hits, write their names down
Do this for the story that they tell when I came 'round
Always high, but I never settle on the same ground
Waiting for the rain clouds
Wash away the footprints
Travel through deranged towns
Trained for combat, but really you on that?
I see this ending like a scene out of Ong-Bak
There's no masters and no needing for contracts
Cause people disappear overnight and don't come back
Write the scriptures, what they depict is another loss foe that learned hard that we're the victors
You get it? Blood it's addictive
On some sick shit, won't stop till there is no one on the hit list
[Verse 4: Dirty Dike]
I'm killing slappers, kids, animals and rappers
Casual as a bag of bull slapping on your sag puss
I bring madness, with a dagger I bring sadness
Stare you in the eyes until you collapse into blackness
In the garden shed I sit waiting
Playing with my razor blade, and mate, I ain't shaving
Scraping, bathing in the blood stains naked
Playing chess with Ted Bundy's best mates hating
Dreams of raping a boy band member in the face
I'm chopping of his bollocks with a spade
There's not a lot of promise in my brain
Like God, am I insane
With a shotgun, I wander in the rain
You ain't got one when I cop one in your face
I blow your fucking noggin off to ponder on the pain
Take you shopping round the hospital of AIDs
I ain't popular, I'm wrong and I ain't stopping till the grave
[Verse 5: Fliptrix]
I assassinate, lacerate and decapitate
Hack you up ? wrap you up in some Gaffer tape
Feed body parts to pigs that I've been starving for this plan today
This man's insane, mad deranged, assassin with a phantom phase
Targets on the bridge about to cut the rope and hang their fate
Bodies down the [?] squirming Kill em' with a hand grenade like BANG!
Cause I'm a k-k-killer!
Cold blooded, no frontin', don’t crush it, bolt cutting
Assassin with a passion for damage demands at random holding him ransom, smacking him with hammers with eyes blacker than Marilyn Mansonmad strength like Samson bare hench and handsome make dames get wet and rampant I bang em' and then dismount em I'm ambushing tanks a standard I'm robbing a bank with a handgun just to take a free [?]
[?]
And burning the cash to ashes
Quicker than rappers making the victims vanish setting the trap i give them a drink of water, I know it's liquid acid, that's dramatic
[Hook: BVA] (x2)
Assassin hidden in the dark
Here to take them out
Trained in one Martial art, that's the dirty mouth
Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies
Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby
@CavTheDon
Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Verb T]
Step inside the building and I'm walking like a killer
Looking for the others feeling that no one is iller
Wrapping up the bodies then I lock them in the chiller
Falling like Frazier when he lost it in Manila
People always wanting us to go and kill the fakers off
And I got the right ingredients to go make a bomb
Show you in the thoughts when the blast tear your faces off
You will see me standing in the ash when the flames are gone
On the top floor, rifle in my grasp
Plus there's another three snipers in the grass
Pop your heads off while you're driving in your car
That's a massacre, now your brain is your passenger
Aim it in your daytime playlist the mergulum
Flippin on the daily, but I don't work at Burger King
Up from the underground, stealth when we're surfacing
Leaving new bloody pattern all on your furnishings
[Verse 2: Leaf Dog]
So sharp I cut silk in the river
Leave your head gone before you see a shadowy figure
As I paint a picture, deep in ancient China
Throw smoke bombs so thick, you can't find na'
Ninja in the background, bodies getting hacked down
Heads falling off when we finally let the axe down
Keep the ear to the ground, listening for the crickets
Learned the art of war in my sleep with the spirits
Living stranger stands as the remainder, in danger
Treat, the beat is my retainer
I do the shogun a favour and save you
Even a hundred man deep, watch me wade through
See me chilling, while the harp will play
Ready to fight you to the death like the Kumite
Watch the skies turn grey, when my ninjas creep
I'll pull your heart out of your chest, just to feel your beat
[Verse 3: BVA]
Slay with tongue, not the type to wave a gun
Hit your pressure points walk away calm, don't run
Always moving with my face to the sun
Turn ronin around the time to the faking begun
Take the hits, write their names down
Do this for the story that they tell when I came 'round
Always high, but I never settle on the same ground
Waiting for the rain clouds
Wash away the footprints, travel through deranged towns
Trained for combat, but really you on that?
I see this ending like a scene out of Ong-Bak
There's no masters and no needing for contracts
Cause people disappear overnight and don't come back
Write the scriptures, what they depict is another loss foe that learned hard that we're the victors
You get it? Blood it's addictive
On some sick shit, won't stop till there is no one on the hit list
[Verse 4: Dirty Dike]
I'm killing slappers, kids, animals and rappers
Casual as a bag of bull slapping on your sag puss
I bring madness, with a dagger I bring sadness
And stare you in the eyes until you collapse into blackness
In the garden shed I sit waiting
Playing with my razor blade, and mate, I ain't shaving
Scraping, bathing in the blood stains naked
Playing chess with Ted Bundy's best mates hating
Dreams of raping a boy band member in the face
I'm chopping of his bollocks with a spade
There's not a lot of promise in my brain
Like God, am I insane
With a shotgun, I wander in the rain
You ain't got one when I cop one in your face
I blow your fucking noggin off to ponder on the pain
I take you shopping round the hospital of AIDs
I ain't popular, I'm wrong and I ain't stopping till the grave
[Verse 5: Fliptrix]
I assassinate, lacerate and decapitate
Hack you up in rag of rage wrap you up in some gaffa tape
Your body parts depicts the art
Been starving for this plan today
This man’s insane, mad, deranged
Assassin with a phantom phase
Targets on the bridge about to cut the rope and hand their fate
Bodies down the canyon, squirming
Kill ‘em with a hand grenade like BAAAANG!
Cause I’m a k-k-killer!
Cold-blooded, no fronting, don’t cross me, throat-cutting
Assassin with the passion for damage
Your man’s abandoned, hold him for ransom
Smack him with hammers
With eyes blacker than Marilyn Manson
Man, strength like Samson
Bare hench and handsome
Make dames get wet and rampant
I’ll bang ‘em and then dismount 'em
I'ma ambush 'em, tanks are standard
I’m robbing a bank with a hanger
Just to take a free bag
And we’re burning the cash to ashes
Quicker than rappers, making the victim vanish
Setting a trap and give 'em a drink of water
No, it’s liquid acid, that’s dramatic
[Hook: BVA] (x2)
Assassin hidden in the dark
Here to take them out
Trained in one Martial art, that's the dirty mouth
Won't stop until there's big piles of bodies
Smoke bombs disappear, collecting heads for a hobby
@GrafPornoLocke
Man i just discovered uk rap, its on a complete other level, insane flow
@kirstywood745
There's so much good shit. I just got into it a year ago and I'm still finding new acts daily
@GrafPornoLocke
@Nathan german
@Reapertheripper469
You won't regret it. I am from Germany and mainly listen to UK Artists. My fav ones are M Huncho, Mist and Ocean Wisdom 💪🇬🇧
@julianeder3383
take a dive into the american underground scene (the real underground not that semi mainstream shit that plays in the radio) im on about dudes like diabolic chino xl apathy...
@lelecomer
@N. Pierru Ocean Wisdom = Ehrenmann. :D
@orudreth2740
2020, still listening this masterpiece every morning <3
@heymono9602
this track and the morning process of course 🎶😍
@zackroller5936
EVERY morning?
@orudreth2740
@big moh you don't wake and bake?