N.I.A.V

Look, I don't usually do a lot of intros cause I'm not good at it Let my rhymes do the talking Check me out First sentence that I'm starting with Usually I hear I use too many words but pardon them, lyrics is a part of him Speak in third person cause my vision never certain til I grip a microphone and now it's curtains Want to be one, the second to lose and third to the base Word to the God, my state of mind circles the same Don't believe in what you speak you seem uncertain when saying it If the bottom where you from then you can certainly lay in it Wordsmith raised from surface not on regular shit Non fiction rhymes isn't on a floor where ya'll visit I'm different my affliction is playing over these words Blunted, face up in the clouds looking down and I'm running Calm Veez this that hip hop shit, real life no edits not a tik tok clip Ain't no coming up talking with yo phone out That'll leave me reaching for my waist about to empty out the space and you gone now Arms down I'm making a stance, you get laid where you stand sorry not taking the chance Too many people false homies I ain't making a friend You only get one time, I ain't making amends And if so then your face I was breaking it in I'm skitzo over sick flows, this normally gets on levels High above these niggas is where I've been throned devil Is what I'm calling me temp forever is hellish I'm settled N.I.A.V, nigga I'm a vibe don't play me, I'm saying though Gotta fly to the T.O.P, nevermind who get stuck on E dawg, they playing folk Don't let em put your worth on ice, notoriety not worth your life so, I'm telling ya'll Influence on your own behavior, cause either way I'm dubbed the savior, nigga I'm a vibe Vibe isn't the term that my mind giving I'm certain the rhymes spitting defined as divine spirits Possessing the third eye and deciding to find lyrics Instantly becoming pertinent because I spit it My translation insane assertions of my existence To feed you all this soul food without the piling dishes King of the jungle roaring with sickness is my addiction Giving the sermon showing the science of my condition Mentally damaged but meant to be savage I'm sensibly balanced which means you not exempt from this handling, I'm not amazon Fire laid all over this track but where is that alarm Against me means shit creek, get your paddle on Old school spitta not in this to get a lesson These so called grown men are bitches who PMSing Ooooooh Visionaire' why you say that, that's not nice Neither is spending time on music that is not right Mumble all you want sucka don't need a sentence But if Veez the subject of thee discussion then I'm gone keep it pimpin Never Interfere Amazingly Vicious No invitation get sent cause I'm the event nigga I know that I'm a vibe