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Song: | Skateboard |
Album: | Vivid Canvas | Genres: | |
Year: | | Length: | 189 sec |
Lyricist: K.A.A.N.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1] And this a lethal interjection expecting plenty exceptions Prepare for any rejection, confess a spiritual lesson For this restless adolescent you could read between the lines And see this motherfucking message The blessing a nigga give it through information That's written as riveting If you listening and using but rarely intrusive Inducing allusions methodical method proven Confusion that's constituted in this lyrical revolution my god The realest of niggas alive I step on the track and I'm killing the vibe I murder a beat and I massacre minds I make 'em retru[?] you listen to mine The will of the pen that be bending their spine Dependent upon if you giving the time My runs are refined, my lines are defined The technical skill and the passion combined You living in fear with your life it's define Inferior soul consumed like a fire Controlling the vibes, the wicked demise The nigga despises, they're wearing disguises You keep with the pace I'm running a race I'm filling the page up with nothing but hate I give an example, a similar taste I studied the past, and some of it was a man for that nigga that wants to be great (NAH!) that music don't relate or resonate They hesitate with their salacious ass stories that was fabricated Overactive imagination mixed with exaggeration no cooperation I'm just trying to keep my glass half full Lyrically I'm fanatical, masterful, magical, even close to classical My words they carry heat and at the least they'll break your clavicule Then toss you into oncoming traffic on any avenue (rAHHH!)
[Verse 2] Shit that I written and spitten And spinning and sitting inside of a prison Insidious vengeance with hideous hindrance Is the way that we livin Created a product with what I was given Just shut the fuck up for a second and listen This mathematician has brought ammunition to murder suspicion For never submitting they found all the bodies I've hidden right next to my closet Deposit it inside of my [last?] of the visions I've taken it back to the visual aspect of rap Are you picturing what I'm delivering? Different ignorance sounding belligerent Battle the paper, assault with the sentence Now lace up your tennis And run till you're mental and physically finished No time to replenish (HA!)
[Verse 3] Now pay attention to my prominence Aware I'm dropping knowledge Like dissertations in colleges I've been trimming the fat and subtracting all the collages Studying every word in attempt to attain competence I'm confident this dominance compliments my conglomerates Acknowledging the effort they given is more pathetic I run it like calisthenics, articulated phonetics, forget it as I'm progressing It's still impressive, your shit's depressing Never regressing, expressing my lyrical prowess Then pick up a pen and get violent Give me a minute my nigga I'm wilin' hol'up This a sabbatical, why you acting dramatic? Emphatic, I focus on my passion what these other rappers lacking Never relaxing, listen and try to imagine graspin everything that you asking [?] manifest too good you fathom hol'up I got that newest shit, you rapper 'posed to go recite I feel your appetite like Aphrodite with a lot of dykes I'm a radical reverend while I'm preaching this rhetoric I'm just trying to perfect and resurrect a funeral procession I infest the conceptions that turn into inception While you pay the price of admission in two consessions You profess and I'm the dopest that is yet to be noticed You overdose and then comatose then off a the second dose Someone please explain how the game encourages the mundane Four quarters and a dream if the scene is in need of change
[Outro] And all I think about is suicide looking at my reflection I'm depressed it's only you and I Staring down the barrel as the devils whispers you decide (I can pull the trigger) I aim it where the pain resides (OH!) And all I think about is suicide Looking at my reflection I'm depressed It's only you and I Staring down the barrel As the devils whispers you decide As I aim it where the pain resides
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