These niggas know they ain't f*ckin' with me
May there be a time for you
I came to summon some men
Supposing that they're something more than some sums of sustenance
I stomach 'em
Some of the while, not really stuntin' 'em
The same suckas sullen by suddenness
Sum of turning these synonyms to my sons and 'em
The Master
Mind with these rhymes, I flag the blue, red
No matter
What state ya mind, the Master choose sets
Slavegang! Find division, the middle's a blessing
Sneeze between the lines and you'll find just what Ye was addressing
Matter of fact, it's a wrap, let's gather the facts
House niggas can't feel abbrevations because I'm apt
I bear the light when it's black, because I be what they lack
The chiroprac
Ya spine won't align 'cause I'm back
Thumbs up, but you get half the peace sign, nigga, I'm snapping
Gonna re-up on these bars, regardless, niggas clapping
Slayed these niggas, see I'm gifted, they a feeble Clause
Perpendicular equal, yo, I make the cerebral pause
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
Upon my arrival the storm has been tidal
The title belt adorned while I fought to be scorned through these horns like the Bible
If you fall then I'm like you
Stay on the floor then you spiteful
All of these flaws that's been forced in my form since I formed as a zygote
I'm still a idol
Never been idle
Stagnation is hating your patience 'til breaking points are adjacent
It makes you complacent
Complaining gets you as far as you can grow in a basement
I strengthened my base you can still see the stones that I came with
Niggas is hating, that's cool
It's been amazing since I've learned they were basic
And to be frank with anyone making these statements
All you hating is you
I don't believe in faking it too
The moment I stopped beating around the bush is the moment I started making it through
Ayo E
I proceed to blow trees
And with eaze like a breeze I'm just seizin all leaves
That's the green, that's the, that's the paper that's the cream
And the clan make 'em scream
When I can that's the dream
It's like
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
Elize - The Arrival (feat. Chris Rivers) Lyrics
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These niggas know they ain't f*ckin' with me
May there be a time for you
I came to summon some men
Supposing that they're something more than some sums of sustenance
I stomach 'em
Some of the while, not really stuntin' 'em
The same suckas sullen by suddenness
Sum of turning these synonyms to my sons and 'em
The Master
Mind with these rhymes, I flag the blue, red
No matter
What state ya mind, the Master choose sets
Slavegang! Find division, the middle's a blessing
Sneeze between the lines and you'll find just what Ye was addressing
Matter of fact, it's a wrap, let's gather the facts
House niggas can't feel abbrevations because I'm apt
I bear the light when it's black, because I be what they lack
The chiroprac
Ya spine won't align 'cause I'm back
Thumbs up, but you get half the peace sign, nigga, I'm snapping
Gonna re-up on these bars, regardless, niggas clapping
Slayed these niggas, see I'm gifted, they a feeble Clause
Perpendicular equal, yo, I make the cerebral pause
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
Upon my arrival the storm has been tidal
The title belt adorned while I fought to be scorned through these horns like the Bible
If you fall then I'm like you
Stay on the floor then you spiteful
All of these flaws that's been forced in my form since I formed as a zygote
I'm still a idol
Never been idle
Stagnation is hating your patience 'til breaking points are adjacent
It makes you complacent
Complaining gets you as far as you can grow in a basement
I strengthened my base you can still see the stones that I came with
Niggas is hating, that's cool
It's been amazing since I've learned they were basic
And to be frank with anyone making these statements
All you hating is you
I don't believe in faking it too
The moment I stopped beating around the bush is the moment I started making it through
Ayo E
I proceed to blow trees
And with eaze like a breeze I'm just seizin all leaves
That's the green, that's the, that's the paper that's the cream
And the clan make 'em scream
When I can that's the dream
It's like
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
I came to summon some men
Supposing that they're something more than some sums of sustenance
I stomach 'em
Some of the while, not really stuntin' 'em
The same suckas sullen by suddenness
Sum of turning these synonyms to my sons and 'em
The Master
Mind with these rhymes, I flag the blue, red
No matter
What state ya mind, the Master choose sets
Slavegang! Find division, the middle's a blessing
Sneeze between the lines and you'll find just what Ye was addressing
Matter of fact, it's a wrap, let's gather the facts
House niggas can't feel abbrevations because I'm apt
I bear the light when it's black, because I be what they lack
The chiroprac
Ya spine won't align 'cause I'm back
Thumbs up, but you get half the peace sign, nigga, I'm snapping
Gonna re-up on these bars, regardless, niggas clapping
Slayed these niggas, see I'm gifted, they a feeble Clause
Perpendicular equal, yo, I make the cerebral pause
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
Upon my arrival the storm has been tidal
The title belt adorned while I fought to be scorned through these horns like the Bible
If you fall then I'm like you
Stay on the floor then you spiteful
All of these flaws that's been forced in my form since I formed as a zygote
I'm still a idol
Never been idle
Stagnation is hating your patience 'til breaking points are adjacent
It makes you complacent
Complaining gets you as far as you can grow in a basement
I strengthened my base you can still see the stones that I came with
Niggas is hating, that's cool
It's been amazing since I've learned they were basic
And to be frank with anyone making these statements
All you hating is you
I don't believe in faking it too
The moment I stopped beating around the bush is the moment I started making it through
Ayo E
I proceed to blow trees
And with eaze like a breeze I'm just seizin all leaves
That's the green, that's the, that's the paper that's the cream
And the clan make 'em scream
When I can that's the dream
It's like
May there be a time for you
May there be a time for you
Writer: Christopher Rios, Erica Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid