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Michael Dandan Scheibe
Michael Dandan Scheibe
Songwriter
Ryan Abeo
Ryan Abeo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gifted Youngstaz
Gifted Youngstaz
Producer
Sendai Mike
Sendai Mike
Recording Engineer
Sam Lewis
Sam Lewis
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Lyrics

Don't disrespect cause I'll straight correct As I'm lifting up my fist I'll find your chin and then connect It's about how you act yo skipping hitting a plateau I'm a classless asshole I'm a king in a castle It's my empire as if I'm Ross Perot When philosophy meets poetry like Henry D Thoreau Meets Rousseau what you know when I let the haters know Slipping hitting dipping and kicking it like it's Tae Kwon Do I'm sick of pacifist thought man would you fucking just stop Dealing amethyst rock instead of cannabis pot Habitual it's ritual it's whatever you want to call it Elevating to another plane and grabbing knowledge Tempo offsetting heat that's why your sweating And now you going down in flames like you was Otis Redding These despicable political inexplicable criminals Simply unforgivable a fact that's unequivocal A nation that's divisible hating it and we miserable Living life this predictable bordering the unthinkable Living life this predictable bordering the unthinkable Cool wind replenish the energy spent In the argument against a battle for supremacy One not control one son you know the rules You know where you come from sun you hold tools Sharp tip spent time on the grind Stone faced my elements are refined Go head send the inquisition apply pressure I betcha before they finish their intention they bow I plow six mile furrows three hands deep Plant seeds from the Burroughs reap a Flatbush Passion push em over the edge Now they asking us how can this zealous one dwell among the heads Sitting patient awaiting an explanation for truth Fucking my wordplay up suck on the fruits Of my validated pass to pass for flash cards Some hate to have to do math to find proof Issue that decree to murder my last sons but Yo they getting Murked fore they touch the first one Hit em high DESIGN BUILD bombed across the sky in stencils Welcome to the temple
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