Neon Skies

Shades triple black dark enough that they'd eclipse the sun Got so many styles find it hard for me to stick to one Competition murda dem with one flick of this wicked tongue Once you hear that rapid fire Now you know this shits begun In a strange land band with a mainland tan don't be acting like ya never did see me I'mma take that stand and debate that fan telling me how all the living is easy What the fuck you thinking I'm from the handle pan Where you may come for peace and leave the beach as half a man But it ain't just Florida see it poppin up in all the land Some kind of new world order i been looking for a god to damn I've worked for years at this made a million appearances got clearances all just To hear that girl say that's my fucking jam And here I am the fracking son of Sam Spit razorblades that's made of haze and taped to rubber bands Now Where the Fuck i am I'm yet to discover and If I'm coming down tonight I'll just drop me another gram They broke me down So i adopted me a rougher plan Get rid of all those who been tripping our toes in a minute fold up them hands Live vibes light it up Amongst a sea of lies Wake on the other side flying through them neon skies This is that super ultrasonic phenom Pitcher full of jack picture that with the beat on Snake and bat on the map challenge that be gone Fuck with us we high enough to skydive beyond She said she digs the neon lights She wants to know what we on Black shades neon skies Black shades neon skies Gimme that Jack d and a little cigarette full of something nexus I'm strange music mosh in pits and bouncers blocking exits Before we signed the deal we flew to the Kansas city section Where Tech and Trav confessed the fact our rosters lookin' reckless To which I did agree and ordered us a fifth for three Bartender morse code tatted that looks sick to me I used to battle rap some years ago and matter fact I'm glad that that had critics unsuspecting what This kid could be And here I am the fucking sick emcee Brit kid to the prick it seems and something slick this chick agrees I'm in Miami where we all breathe at a different speed I've heard of last call but it never did exist to me Pour another shot eyes dilated I batter beef in bars and leave em feeling violated I asked her how she feeling now she says she alive Us Skeptics even finding life inside them neon skies