21st century wiseman, raps come from the highlands
From a mountain on the islands, strike me down where I stand
And I stand adjacent to a colossal titan's eyelid
I write bars with a trident, spread my wings like a lichen
Please tell me if you like it, I'm flyer than the pilot
I asked them can I live, and then they hit me with the Heisman
But now I am the Heisman, runnin' shit like a heist, man
I tend to be bashful, I prefer to move in silence
I pretend to be remorseful, I pretend that I'm alive
My left foot tip toes on coals and the right is skating on ice man
Sober Addicts the regime, just told Black Indy gimme five
But sometimes I need to be alone, so bitch don't kill my vibe
I say, bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my
That nigga Imp rolled up some loud, I feel it burning in my chest
And now these niggas coming for my neck, like Gilette
I'm elite, I bomb atomically like I'm Inspectah Deck
And I'm expecting no less than the utmost respect
The beat sound like when a CD skip
My impact 'pon this world is a teeny blip
Me and the team eating at Weenie Hut Jr. where it's pink and fuzzy
To be honest, I coulda just said that we eatin' pussy
I never said pussy in a song before, look where it took me
And look where I'm going, we're all on this grass by accident
Nothing is on purpose, but I'm steady growing
Like a weed, and I swear to God it's showing, and I
I don't have anything else written, uh, Sensei
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21st century wiseman, raps come from the highlands
From a mountain on the islands, strike me down where I stand
And I stand adjacent to a colossal titan's eyelid
I write bars with a trident, spread my wings like a lichen
Please tell me if you like it, I'm flyer than the pilot
I asked them can I live, and then they hit me with the Heisman
But now I am the Heisman, runnin' shit like a heist, man
I tend to be bashful, I prefer to move in silence
I pretend to be remorseful, I pretend that I'm alive
My left foot tip toes on coals and the right is skating on ice man
Sober Addicts the regime, just told Black Indy gimme five
But sometimes I need to be alone, so bitch don't kill my vibe
I say, bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my
That nigga Imp rolled up some loud, I feel it burning in my chest
And now these niggas coming for my neck, like Gilette
I'm elite, I bomb atomically like I'm Inspectah Deck
And I'm expecting no less than the utmost respect
The beat sound like when a CD skip
My impact 'pon this world is a teeny blip
Me and the team eating at Weenie Hut Jr. where it's pink and fuzzy
To be honest, I coulda just said that we eatin' pussy
I never said pussy in a song before, look where it took me
And look where I'm going, we're all on this grass by accident
Nothing is on purpose, but I'm steady growing
Like a weed, and I swear to God it's showing, and I
I don't have anything else written, uh, Sensei
From a mountain on the islands, strike me down where I stand
And I stand adjacent to a colossal titan's eyelid
I write bars with a trident, spread my wings like a lichen
Please tell me if you like it, I'm flyer than the pilot
I asked them can I live, and then they hit me with the Heisman
But now I am the Heisman, runnin' shit like a heist, man
I tend to be bashful, I prefer to move in silence
I pretend to be remorseful, I pretend that I'm alive
My left foot tip toes on coals and the right is skating on ice man
Sober Addicts the regime, just told Black Indy gimme five
But sometimes I need to be alone, so bitch don't kill my vibe
I say, bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my
That nigga Imp rolled up some loud, I feel it burning in my chest
And now these niggas coming for my neck, like Gilette
I'm elite, I bomb atomically like I'm Inspectah Deck
And I'm expecting no less than the utmost respect
The beat sound like when a CD skip
My impact 'pon this world is a teeny blip
Me and the team eating at Weenie Hut Jr. where it's pink and fuzzy
To be honest, I coulda just said that we eatin' pussy
I never said pussy in a song before, look where it took me
And look where I'm going, we're all on this grass by accident
Nothing is on purpose, but I'm steady growing
Like a weed, and I swear to God it's showing, and I
I don't have anything else written, uh, Sensei
Writer: Jared Waldron, Keithan Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid