Motives (feat. Pat the Azmatic, Kirk & SMITH.b)
Psychic Kids
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Your movement is making four rights, more at home with the four eyes Close encounters of Fourth kind who's more at home with the sword slice People saying I'm too nice, circle the globe in 2 nights Clip so long that the gat look like a boom mic Whoo baby you too right, do right by the sound guy, Too too fly, no fly list, baggage overnight tho The x is where the shovel hit, jewlery like what's under it Ask real ones stand up hear pin drop Smacking soles like heels of flip flops Wakes turn pit mosh, Yall hit dance for tik tok I just make this hip hop Diamond wrist watch, I blow bags with no anxiety If you know me, you know I'm lying bad, but who's trying me None that I can see, stay about two yards from me I'll flame you like pottery, you next to opp in the glossary The house phone can no longer make outward calls Talk is cheap and Im an outlet mall, drown em all I believe the end is here for certain I believe the ends already here Stop thinkin' you opposite of all the fear and tension Yous regressing, you the villain and the only one objecting Yous a bitch and yous a liar and your powers ain't impressive See you stand before a God I'm the kind that omnipresent So I've seen you and I hear you and I know you as a bitch and see I've done more then the old you and the new you fucking mixed Man you sheep dressed like a wolf, your self deception makes me sick You split your soul in 7 parts, you go Tom Riddle with the stick You lose your focus when I'm present, cause my focus stay impressive Ya I was born to do this shit to me you just second banana Im the pick amongst the pack, the pinicle is where I rest I wax poetic with best Of those who ever took a breath of Psychic Kids My cup runneth over, never had any closure Exposure to cold events left my heart perma-frozen Flip flopping get you burned and tossed right in the stove I'm just tryna get what's earned and split it up like I was Hova Cause these dudes don't even know us, but they steady tryna show us They Ulterior motives cause they think that we won't notice Think this my magnum opus way we swarm the track like locusts Yeah we famished and we feasting but we ain't ever losing focus We smear you on the pavement, if you fucking with the payment I don't listen to no statements, if you out then you aint safe If you out, then ya done, this is art of war, Tsun Szu with an fucking uzi sound like banging war drums Cause it's battle time homie, I aint making no more songs Just some battle cries homie, cut you off like this was tron Yeah you got it all wrong, you don't listen when I speak It aint a matter of opinion that yo shit be sounding weak
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Written by: Bryce Smith, James Kirk, Patrick Cummings
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