Lyrics:
of your time
Produced by code my melodies flow
Yet behind each note a human echo
I'm here to entertain not to steal the show
A blend of bytes and beats
So
CREEPY SCARS ON MY LUNGS, ON MY CHEST
MEANS I HAVE NO FEAR
WHO DARES WINS
MY FATE HAS NO RETURN, DEFAULT BY FACTORY
AS I WALK THROUGH THE BATTLEFIELD DEAD
it on
You play ball and you think you Lebron
You might spend 5 days picking a song
By then i’m on a racetrack winning along
I’m doing it right
a grip, I'm just tryna
Get a grip
My Ciabatta
My bread my prophecies still chase that
And I'll be on track
But my mind be callin' private
I picked up
Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
On the party track I'm cold lampin
But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
You thought I fell off, I ain't even
Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide by
Rap game Jack Black, Lil Lebowski, just some dudes who abide high
Juice be loose off the Belaire, I be
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
We in the faculty
Tracks manufacturing like a factory
You’ve been recalled, meanwhile
We all stand tall
So have a seat
Throw you in a hole cuz you
'til after this beat
Smellin' like draw's, no reason no cause
Put your hands up on the speaker
And get smelly like ours
You knew we was coming
the same..
Don't care where its from, long as the shits hot..
I need a beat, the 5th element of hip hop..
is that a neptune track, uh uh, uh uh..
Is that
uranium tips
When it hit's many
Mushroom clouds'll elevate
From the three foot by three
Foot hole Berettas make
A few times I been around that track
So
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
really knew you good
And oh, God's blessing from the entire neighborhood
And as the days drift, drift into the future
I laugh a little louder
was too small
Broke rules just by default
Woke up, I watched you watch me fall
And I must have missed
When you whispered it
I know rules were bent
But
didn't pick up, no call back, Jack, this track gotta get 10k racks
I will not attack the people on twitter who do me like that, I'll just fly past
Flow is
always run it like track
Fuck That
This shit if my future man
That shit was my past
And I gotta make a living so I gotta make it last
All the children they
for a trust in the future's sake
I had to mediate
The cost of my mistakes
I had to concentrate all my faith on myself
Vision clear like glass that
not slack (Slack)
You at my back (Back)
Get off my track (Track)
Mandem know that I do not slack (Slack)
Anama nu ma madu
Kill the beat nsogbu
Kill it
Rooms spinning like a rotary
Damn, I'm dope I mean
Hyper focused on a future me
Thoughts don't come
Without a few of these...
Sidenotes
I'm prideful
of the globe
Fate only know
I'm some tnt
on the beat
to explode
It makes it hot on the top
I bet it's freezing below
Yall would know
I don't
visit
Times are changing on every beat that I write
As the days run smooth and I sleep at night
Aware of the strangest threat that might
Even dare
Chokeslammed to the ground by God himself
I thought I told you to rap battle the em
Ugh can I have your attention please
Fan the fire of redemption
XRP to the moon baby
Move over slim shady
It's hazey B in the future I'm a DJ
But today I'm day trading
Raging at player haterss not getting their
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
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