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Primitive - F.P.C Lyrics



Primitive - F.P.C Lyrics




I'm at the forefront with 3 at the back
The iron jaws of an animal feeding on wax
I grab the motherf*ckin mic, start speaking the facts
Spitting raw raps homie so you need to relax
Jimminy cricket, Primitive stickers
Lyrical fire ether demon breathing Prim at his sickest
Got out of my proximity, I'm laying a boundary
A thousand hours later yeah they try and surround me
I ain't about to say it just to save the open mic
Its a paradox, introverted socialites
Grab your prototype, bona fide golden mic
If you stepping in the cypher then you better hold it right (no shit)
So kick back while I manifest flows
Gonna be one of the best, that's my manifesto
Its nothing to them, I gotta let go
And hold on to better tomorrows

I'm sick of all of this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
We're trying to hold on to the way that it was
Not the way that it is, the way that it is
I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
We're trying to hold on to the way that it was
Not the way that it is, the way that it is

I can't keep living this way
It's been 6 and a half weeks man, just gimme a break
And if you, take my pad, better mark my words
I'm Caged in this Pen, enraged by these men
Distilled into rage on the stage where i vent
It's the Wisdom of the rhythm and the cadence I fiend
Just say what you mean, cause your words are ambiguous
My patience is thin, I'm right in the thick of it
My rage begins where my humanity ends
N my energy turns calamity to my enemies friend
I haven't moved, but my serenitys left
Now they're begging me to let it be, to set it free
And they're telling me (what?) to chill and stay calm
And I'm burning up in this emotional napalm
The same car that they claimed to fix
These cunts are both pussies and major dicks

I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
Just say it to my face and stop being a bitch
Stop being a bitch, stop being a bitch
I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
Just say it to my face and stop being a bitch
Stop being a bitch, stop being a bitch

The 6th degree of the circle of 5ths
I'mma take some time off just to work on my biz
Assess the assessor for excessive oppression
Fire on all cylinders, that's at my discretion
I take my lessons from repeated mistakes
And its easy to repeat em again, like I need the pain
Watch as I bleed on the page
Watch the blood trickle down with 2 feet in the grave
I need to behave, but I've been kickin the bees nest
Poking the bear..f*ck it bro he's next!
I detest this deep stress, I regress
Til this stale air fills my lungs to keep fresh
I've been an animal for most of my life
Had to learn to shut my mouth, to open my mind
I hit the spot with the dopest of lines
And hold myself to high standards of appropriate shine

I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
It's easy to be right, but that's not what it is
That's not what it is
I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
It's easy to be right, but that's not what it is
That's not what it is

For any hope of inner peace in this world, I've found that you need to be
100% honest and take responsibility for your actions. That's integrity.

F*ckin fine print cunts
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I'm at the forefront with 3 at the back
The iron jaws of an animal feeding on wax
I grab the motherf*ckin mic, start speaking the facts
Spitting raw raps homie so you need to relax
Jimminy cricket, Primitive stickers
Lyrical fire ether demon breathing Prim at his sickest
Got out of my proximity, I'm laying a boundary
A thousand hours later yeah they try and surround me
I ain't about to say it just to save the open mic
Its a paradox, introverted socialites
Grab your prototype, bona fide golden mic
If you stepping in the cypher then you better hold it right (no shit)
So kick back while I manifest flows
Gonna be one of the best, that's my manifesto
Its nothing to them, I gotta let go
And hold on to better tomorrows

I'm sick of all of this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
We're trying to hold on to the way that it was
Not the way that it is, the way that it is
I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
We're trying to hold on to the way that it was
Not the way that it is, the way that it is

I can't keep living this way
It's been 6 and a half weeks man, just gimme a break
And if you, take my pad, better mark my words
I'm Caged in this Pen, enraged by these men
Distilled into rage on the stage where i vent
It's the Wisdom of the rhythm and the cadence I fiend
Just say what you mean, cause your words are ambiguous
My patience is thin, I'm right in the thick of it
My rage begins where my humanity ends
N my energy turns calamity to my enemies friend
I haven't moved, but my serenitys left
Now they're begging me to let it be, to set it free
And they're telling me (what?) to chill and stay calm
And I'm burning up in this emotional napalm
The same car that they claimed to fix
These cunts are both pussies and major dicks

I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
Just say it to my face and stop being a bitch
Stop being a bitch, stop being a bitch
I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
Just say it to my face and stop being a bitch
Stop being a bitch, stop being a bitch

The 6th degree of the circle of 5ths
I'mma take some time off just to work on my biz
Assess the assessor for excessive oppression
Fire on all cylinders, that's at my discretion
I take my lessons from repeated mistakes
And its easy to repeat em again, like I need the pain
Watch as I bleed on the page
Watch the blood trickle down with 2 feet in the grave
I need to behave, but I've been kickin the bees nest
Poking the bear..f*ck it bro he's next!
I detest this deep stress, I regress
Til this stale air fills my lungs to keep fresh
I've been an animal for most of my life
Had to learn to shut my mouth, to open my mind
I hit the spot with the dopest of lines
And hold myself to high standards of appropriate shine

I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
It's easy to be right, but that's not what it is
That's not what it is
I'm sick of all this same old shit
This same old shit, this same old shit
It's easy to be right, but that's not what it is
That's not what it is

For any hope of inner peace in this world, I've found that you need to be
100% honest and take responsibility for your actions. That's integrity.

F*ckin fine print cunts
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Writer: Peter Sandercock
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Primitive
Language: English
Length: 4:06
Written by: Peter Sandercock

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