1st Verse
It's the way that I be tuned into the music
Shit you couldn't understand, this where my truth is
Til my dying breath, even if it's not exclusive
Deeply rooted, all my new shit'll have you fuming
Jigsaw pieces, peep it
Come together like the Beatles
And tell the wack to beat it
Til the shit becomes procedure
Put my foot in it, make magic in minutes
It may stagger your witness
With diction they not digging, but f*ck them it's not for them
Blog sites or forums
Hogtied, for sport and not showing decorum
4:53 in the am on Thursday, eyes getting heavy like mind is in the worst way
Let the words take me away,
It's second nature,
So to speak, nothing major
Contained like substations
Game changing, way of thinking bout the way I came in
On the outs again, ignoring an invitations
Coming thru with the latest iteration
Of my situation
Taking my time, and taste testing
Evaluations
On and off let the rhythm hit
Hard like the wrath of God
Changing the odds,
Become a favorite
All bets, over Becks smoking menthol cigarettes
Let me interject, with intellect
Not found on the internet
Verses, trade places and vice versa
To f*ck herbs up
And grind him up into hamburger
And serve em to his kin
nothing short of win, caution to kids
Crossing that threshold and shit, trying live
No mans land, my overstanding of now and shit,
Tells me I was too late to ever try to salvage this
Gave it my all, for self or when the fellas build
Hip-Hop doesn't love you back, and it never will
Best to say it out loud, and eat this revelation
Do what you can for right now,
And rep your foundation
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1st Verse
It's the way that I be tuned into the music
Shit you couldn't understand, this where my truth is
Til my dying breath, even if it's not exclusive
Deeply rooted, all my new shit'll have you fuming
Jigsaw pieces, peep it
Come together like the Beatles
And tell the wack to beat it
Til the shit becomes procedure
Put my foot in it, make magic in minutes
It may stagger your witness
With diction they not digging, but f*ck them it's not for them
Blog sites or forums
Hogtied, for sport and not showing decorum
4:53 in the am on Thursday, eyes getting heavy like mind is in the worst way
Let the words take me away,
It's second nature,
So to speak, nothing major
Contained like substations
Game changing, way of thinking bout the way I came in
On the outs again, ignoring an invitations
Coming thru with the latest iteration
Of my situation
Taking my time, and taste testing
Evaluations
On and off let the rhythm hit
Hard like the wrath of God
Changing the odds,
Become a favorite
All bets, over Becks smoking menthol cigarettes
Let me interject, with intellect
Not found on the internet
Verses, trade places and vice versa
To f*ck herbs up
And grind him up into hamburger
And serve em to his kin
nothing short of win, caution to kids
Crossing that threshold and shit, trying live
No mans land, my overstanding of now and shit,
Tells me I was too late to ever try to salvage this
Gave it my all, for self or when the fellas build
Hip-Hop doesn't love you back, and it never will
Best to say it out loud, and eat this revelation
Do what you can for right now,
And rep your foundation
It's the way that I be tuned into the music
Shit you couldn't understand, this where my truth is
Til my dying breath, even if it's not exclusive
Deeply rooted, all my new shit'll have you fuming
Jigsaw pieces, peep it
Come together like the Beatles
And tell the wack to beat it
Til the shit becomes procedure
Put my foot in it, make magic in minutes
It may stagger your witness
With diction they not digging, but f*ck them it's not for them
Blog sites or forums
Hogtied, for sport and not showing decorum
4:53 in the am on Thursday, eyes getting heavy like mind is in the worst way
Let the words take me away,
It's second nature,
So to speak, nothing major
Contained like substations
Game changing, way of thinking bout the way I came in
On the outs again, ignoring an invitations
Coming thru with the latest iteration
Of my situation
Taking my time, and taste testing
Evaluations
On and off let the rhythm hit
Hard like the wrath of God
Changing the odds,
Become a favorite
All bets, over Becks smoking menthol cigarettes
Let me interject, with intellect
Not found on the internet
Verses, trade places and vice versa
To f*ck herbs up
And grind him up into hamburger
And serve em to his kin
nothing short of win, caution to kids
Crossing that threshold and shit, trying live
No mans land, my overstanding of now and shit,
Tells me I was too late to ever try to salvage this
Gave it my all, for self or when the fellas build
Hip-Hop doesn't love you back, and it never will
Best to say it out loud, and eat this revelation
Do what you can for right now,
And rep your foundation
Writer: Jasen Kabir
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc.