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Step One
album cover
Step One was released on March 4, 2025 by Sensei Collective as a part of the album Australopithecus
March 4, 2025
LabelSensei Collective
LanguageEnglish
BPM87
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Uh
Its that guy
F-i-double-g-y
Stepping steady out my Chevy in my DKNY
I step into the ringer
I'm the dread bringer
I'm twisting up the rap game like KFC zinger
I don't get it mixed up, I break bones not bread
I'm poisonous and heavy I spit PB lead
I'm chopping cheques just to wreck them
Dictate my text correct them
Can't fake the perfection
Spitting immaculate selections
Conceptually I'm concrete, I don't mean to boast
But I drop it like it's hot
When it's needed the most
Now check the feng shui of our stereo imaging
Fig the sensei inflicting visceral listenings
Respect the glistenings of our diamond mixer
JC Ride the faders, staking super bass fixtures
Stinging reefed 2 steppers like a vicious anemone
Insanity sever you up like propellers did manatee uh
Turn up the bass and get this crowd kicking
Hear my voice shake your motherfucking soundsystem
Welcome to the desert motherfucker, I'm the scorpion the sting
The average playa hater can't repress the stress my set bring
The bell toll in prophecies beholdeth
More minted than a tic tac, I'm the coldest and the boldest
Never folded from the scolding of the soulless and the goalless
I was moulded from my shoulders to my toes to be flawless
I was told this power is only bestowed upon the illest
I catch you tuning in to hear this
Stacking gold internationally sold for the realest uh
I paint lyrical landscapes cause fig vision is peerless
I can't fake it, and I don't mean to boast
Now boogie down to rhythms of the host with the most
Verbally tapping toes with my flows for the hoes
Spitting old school prose like anything motherfucking goes
Slaughtering with my biphasic syllabilic structure
Karma sutra in booth, I grab the mic and fuck ya
New to the game, nobody knows where I came from
I never needed fame, I spit the illest but my name's gone
A gap in the market, I'm the well dressed aggressor
A product of an absence, I'm a much needed refresher
The old school confesser, move beer halls like Hess, uh
If you can't take the pressure I'll spinally decompress ya
Written by: James Paul Cummins, Rudy Eugene D'Souza
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