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Yea
Speak in
A million
tongues 
Til I blow
Like some
Helium drums
Blast from a Bom
Leaking napalm

Periodic table
Raw elements 
Flyer level shit

one, I’m thinking he be my level
My name is Lyric like on top of bass and treble
Here’s my number call me later when you settle
Honestly man, I’m

there to rez you
All I hear is bass and treble as I'm dancing with the devil
Welcome to the final level. Demons? There are kind of, several
Shadows

in trunk, push bass no Lance
Got a ten at my three, 2 hands in my pants
My life sound great when I put it like that, bro
But to you I prolly sound like

it then I go and cop it
Member when I used to sit and plot this
Motivated by my enemies
Chosen one look where I started from

Chosen chosen chosen

There goes all I know
Here comes all I want
This shit curls her toes
I'm just takin off
Do you want it all the same
Level up its an endless game
How

I got zoomies
I got speed still cruising
Stack them P's no losing
I make smart investments
Fuelled by gems from lessons
Pure heart pure intentions

grape wine 

Back in the days before I used to ride bass lines 

Bomb in my sock

22 by my waist side 

I'm on the block on county line

Try and take mine

Yeah, I'm on that next level, breaking through the ceiling,
Creating waves, bringing that new feeling,
I'm in my own zone, no time for chilling,

around In and out between the sounds
Bass bumpin I checked ya girls cheek she want the thumpin
Seritonin levels are high I can open your third Eye
Soar

me slay this, replay this, feel educated
By the bars that I bring together like birds of a feather
I bring heat like summer weather
I'm way too clever

go
Let's go
Hard not to look down from the helly
Load the chopper up, let it rain down on the city
Machiavelli, by any means necessary
Let's go

Why

Troublematic Button

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

rollin', nowhere to be found
Diana Ross slammin "Upside Down"
The bass and treble at the perfect level, the way we choose it
Noddin' to the music, yeah,

feel the bass and drop some bars

Since I was a little kid I've planned to navigate into the void not that way tho and for all the things I did which one

drillin in,
pillaging the goofy for that booty and bass,
struggle taste better brown as a white hobby,
sound is a bank lobby bound by the trend,
black

Hickory dickory, sneak peek to this snicket
Sweet sweet Lemony
RPG levels on one
Boy gone some, rising to the top of the matter
Rhymes been fatter

Rose to the top, the next fokken level, left the fokken punches for the bass and the treble
The kak for the lekker, the pain for the fun, now when I step

the bass make your body shake 
And put you in a back brace 
Bottles we guzzling taking them by the dozen, 
Lovin' the summertime buzz I'ma keep sculling,

playing the game of
Which rapper gon’ last the longest
This a trap been in the business, be a boss
Cut ‘em slack, packing wood
For cutting corners I’m good

saw it)
Tough game, I saw plenty fall from it
Times change and you can't ignore it boy
Lifestyle audit (Big time)
Got a new bitch she gorgeous (Big

Bouncing my ass that beat is fat 
Drop another hot rhyme on this bass
Standing by the mic headphones on 
Rap on a beat spitting all day long

brain section.
Joy for the frowning to keep'em from downing, drowning
Feeling protection of angelic surrounding.
The feeling getting marked by god is so