Letra

Killing yourself trying but why are you still lying Problematic multiplying the issues that's underlying I feel it that it's visceral bombing just like a missile You got to flip the script up on it's ass and write like Cicero Be invincible I vent it all Invent it all We gone win it all, gonna see it all like I'm the Pentagon Gunning them up, running them up, selling them up short Cause for sport barbarians carrying Aryan filth back north Seattle where the greyness is famous for being heinous Doesn't fade us here to train us get up and entertain you I'm knowing that flowing is going to Show that I'm going to make everything aight I'm full of fight, Bark and I bite when I be ripping em right off the mic I'm doing it with my mind spray up like the crime rate Finally finding that rhyming is Going to be what I'll be doing full time A battle royal cause few will ever be loyal Aluminum foil for my paranoia conspiratorial Drop a sweet sixteen like the Sistine Chapel when I rap I'm the man Lil Dap what Doused in the fountain mist drip city center house Enter into our shit gather round Shout it out holler if you've had it Now the whisper get a little bit louder Til the balance of the power shift Stone throw dethrone the king of planet rock Got the hammer cocked maybe never know the scope of damage Cocked gun if the beast is breathing we are not done Organize the posse tell em drop it on the one Let's take the shortest way to orchestrated chaos You're forced to face the source of pain it may cause The lord forsake the wards of state your faith's lost Forty days of storming the gate Sure to pay off soon, right Riders assembled under the moonlight Commune of lunatics troop move in unison Ruins of the new writ loop played news clips Shooters of the gift ricochets graze the crucifix A spark of truth is lit Dionysus It shines bright guide us through this newest line of crisis It's a different type of fighter this resistance requires Generals are temporal leaders never retire We set afire the missal Epistle begin to burn When it's finished you're finna see your returns get diminished It's low percentage interest if any in your privilege bro Just sew the seeds and hope the people reap the benefits Doused in the fountain mist drip city center house Enter into our shit gather round Shout it out holler if you've had it Now the whisper get a little bit louder Til the balance of the power shift Stone throw dethrone the king of planet rock Got the hammer cocked maybe never know the scope of damage Cocked gun if the beast is breathing we are not done Organize the posse tell em drop it on the one
Writer(s): Michael Scheibe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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