The more I run
The more I chase the hatred
Interlaced within your taste
To make a statement
Innovative the placement
I'm stationed to stay
And stick to basics
What's the situation?
Call a play
Or bluff the aces
Impatient payments palmers
That launder the innovation
Evading a fate of anguish
Too faded to phase a sanction
I Set a plot to demonstrate
The way I'm liable
Rollin out the paper
King David from out the Bible
Indescribable feelings I currently
Display yo mind to every high noon
Envy sits cross me
In a human body
Hear em talkin
Still I hold the center
Like I'm Sydney Crosby
Crossing out the strategies
Been part of the plan
Make a call or mark a line in the sand
Like really try, Understand
The weight we carry on our backs
Suffer paralysis
We take an hour trip
To drop the next canvases
Off for shippin
You play a script
And throw ya chips
Until ya cards are slippin
And that's the essence of dialog
All through repetition
Chill for a minute
Till we back on course
Why of course
No pit stops
I Play by force
From afar I see my homie vexed
He growin
Be my only guess
He told me one day we'll make it
Like it's his only breath
Stress that he facing at the summit
Still got time to piece the puzzle
Never degrading rhythm or the hustle
Man I'm gone
Twenty four seven
We put it on
For the people in the plains
Who ain't planning to live long
What you on?
6o5mo - Repetition Lyrics
6o5mo - Repetition Lyrics
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The more I run
The more I chase the hatred
Interlaced within your taste
To make a statement
Innovative the placement
I'm stationed to stay
And stick to basics
What's the situation?
Call a play
Or bluff the aces
Impatient payments palmers
That launder the innovation
Evading a fate of anguish
Too faded to phase a sanction
I Set a plot to demonstrate
The way I'm liable
Rollin out the paper
King David from out the Bible
Indescribable feelings I currently
Display yo mind to every high noon
Envy sits cross me
In a human body
Hear em talkin
Still I hold the center
Like I'm Sydney Crosby
Crossing out the strategies
Been part of the plan
Make a call or mark a line in the sand
Like really try, Understand
The weight we carry on our backs
Suffer paralysis
We take an hour trip
To drop the next canvases
Off for shippin
You play a script
And throw ya chips
Until ya cards are slippin
And that's the essence of dialog
All through repetition
Chill for a minute
Till we back on course
Why of course
No pit stops
I Play by force
From afar I see my homie vexed
He growin
Be my only guess
He told me one day we'll make it
Like it's his only breath
Stress that he facing at the summit
Still got time to piece the puzzle
Never degrading rhythm or the hustle
Man I'm gone
Twenty four seven
We put it on
For the people in the plains
Who ain't planning to live long
What you on?
The more I chase the hatred
Interlaced within your taste
To make a statement
Innovative the placement
I'm stationed to stay
And stick to basics
What's the situation?
Call a play
Or bluff the aces
Impatient payments palmers
That launder the innovation
Evading a fate of anguish
Too faded to phase a sanction
I Set a plot to demonstrate
The way I'm liable
Rollin out the paper
King David from out the Bible
Indescribable feelings I currently
Display yo mind to every high noon
Envy sits cross me
In a human body
Hear em talkin
Still I hold the center
Like I'm Sydney Crosby
Crossing out the strategies
Been part of the plan
Make a call or mark a line in the sand
Like really try, Understand
The weight we carry on our backs
Suffer paralysis
We take an hour trip
To drop the next canvases
Off for shippin
You play a script
And throw ya chips
Until ya cards are slippin
And that's the essence of dialog
All through repetition
Chill for a minute
Till we back on course
Why of course
No pit stops
I Play by force
From afar I see my homie vexed
He growin
Be my only guess
He told me one day we'll make it
Like it's his only breath
Stress that he facing at the summit
Still got time to piece the puzzle
Never degrading rhythm or the hustle
Man I'm gone
Twenty four seven
We put it on
For the people in the plains
Who ain't planning to live long
What you on?
Writer: David Elling
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