Lyrics:
something up in the beaker
The night creeper, motivational mic speaker
Wallet ring like a Motorolla device beeper
Light sleeper, leave em shook with
stop
Nah, fuck that, I willingly venture into a den full of lions
On some kill or be sent to a funeral home facility
To test my ability with this
a believer under Messiah
BUM
I am just a believer under Messiah
BUM
I am just a believer under Messiah
BUM
I am just a believer under Messiah
Did you know
does it feel beneath your own wheel?
Feel like an accident waking up
Under a bus with my fingers crossed
Now is the time we could make it up
So, you
Under yellow light
Comes the face of tomorrow
Lights the fuse
Gives meaning to
All that was previously hollow
To a soundtrack of sirens
Chills started we're exposed to the cold
And we're shivering down to the bones
Ya I'm tired of being put to the test
To be honest I could use some rest
Second best won't pass the test
You're sleeping through our nights together
Second best won't pass the test
I found someone to do it better
Yes I will
Bought And Sold
Body And Soul
Sold Down The River
River Of Blood
Powerless
To Resist
Systematic Self Interest
An Instrument Of Our Own Device
It's a test
Better ready set (and go)
I'm up next
No it's not a flex (and no)
Not tryin' to do this just to win a bet
Sometimes I feel like I need
on the wall
Make it a statement
Show no hesitation
I'll test you by temptations
Through trials and tribulations
Like a Jedi sent into the Matrix
Getting ready
a Handheld Portal Device.
She puts some holes in the walls and the ceiling then the floors.
It was a weapon to create inter-dimensional doors.
Still, the tests
Apocalypse crimson, vicious in it with zero gimmick
It's frigid how I pimp it limber, I'm just too mint
My winter green fresh, skills the best, tests
be soakin up grease
Test me? You smokin that grease
Tell Beauty I yoke up the Beast
Oli loves you
Quarter to 3 at a motel watching TV
Name she told me
and fuck her, do that shit in silence
I been passing test, do you play wit' me, this y'all reminder
But, Niggas don't be thinkin' I be peepin' all that
test and graduate
Nothing above me but potential time to...
I haven't been right since you left
So I left and started writing
But when I think about it
away
Thirty thousand feet away from ever coming down
Always doing better, even under pressure
Higher than a satellite
Never gonna come now, never
the dead
its a mess up under that dress
its a mess up under that dress
I cant stand to test
its a mess up under that dress
its a mess up under that dress
Both got hundreds of charges
Domestic disputes but we've always
Swept it under the carpet
Even when 911 gets the call that
I slipped up and busted
There's holes inside your sweatshirt
Through your apparel, through your blood, through your bone marrow
Precise with this mic device, slice your pie like
[Various Cover Tunes]
Seeking to amplify
Power in all senses
Man creates devices
That change relations of his world
In changing he fails to see
He's
and depravity abound
Slumbering people arise
Wake up and open your eyes
When will we folks realize
We going under, going under
And if we don’t recognize
It’s
touch, you brothas, good luck
(Dubez)
You got the flashlights? [check]
Tracking device? [check]
All we got is what, five? Man it's time to dive
Me
Test test, I’m big wave
You a jet ski
Pull up on me, they wanna test me
Splashdown big booty, get on ya knee
Big boy toys, right under the tree
Keep
perfecting what I got
Always stay in line (stay in line), to test my patience
I'm never done chasing dreams till I'm 6ft under the pavement
Yeah, cause I be
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