Something New & Loneninjah - BODYARMOUR (feat. Malik Noir) Lyrics

This the devil in a coffee bean,
Pavlov - a god's disease
Swords go from perpendicular up on the battlefield
To sliding through parallel horizontally
Born of war a child known to breathe an uneasy harmony,
Laced up, stone-faced cold to the arteries
Stained-eyes mosaic tiles where his heart should be
Mind of an anomaly with problems by the beaucoup
You can turn a blind eye just know he's looking right through you
And I put that on his ghost,
Chaotic scenes right in his element
I put that on his ghost
Yeah I put that on his skeleton
Can you see the earth within the iris,
See the cracks within his smile, see the cloud of which consumes the way he walks
I put that on his breathe
Put in effort for what's imminent
I put that on his flesh
Yeah I put that on his melanin
Ready to die for what he was birthed to uncover
From one war to another and still the torch what he carrying
F*ck a God
Of Destruction Title
That's shits
An understatement
Smacking cats
To atoms
Deeper than
Pavement
Deeper than bedrock
Putting every
Celestial being
In a headlock
Squeeze the
Ever loving f*ck
Of these guns
To trigger a head pop
Welcome to
The Ted Talk
Make a rapper
Reveal himself
Verbal veto
The ego
Show his mirror
To kill himself
The execution is swift
The life lesson a gift
A single pen
Stroke leaves
A motherf*cking shift
With the head
Decreasing
Distance from floor
Top segregation ensured
Fam turned
To Dora
Explore
Bodies lost
But never found
My existence
Leaves the loudest
Out of sound
Why yall always
Outta shape
When
Something New
Would come around
Been the Boogeyman
To every single
Snotty nose
Yall probably know
You'll hear the
YOs echo
From every member
Of the crowd
At shows
A orchestra
A Master
Of Ceremony
In flesh
If im screaming
Mic Check
You salute
In respect
You fear
The fire in
This general's eyes
I learned to
Pick the beat apart
While yall
Would generalize
Yall niggas f*cking suck
Can't dress
You can't rap
You can't write
But can act
Modeling your Flows
After me
Tryna ransack
Clearly can't
Be imitated
Been myself
So niggas
Hate it
F*ck around
And find out
Human form
Has been
Demonstrated
Obliterated to
Smithereens
Heart and soul
Fusion dance
On ashes
We been
The team
F*ck nigga
And I put that on his ghost,
Chaotic scenes right in his element
I put that on his ghost
Yeah I put that on his skeleton
Can you see the earth within the iris,
See the cracks within his smile, see the cloud of which consumes the way he walks
I put that on his breathe
Put in effort for what's imminent
I put that on his flesh
Yeah I put that on his melanin
Ready to die for what he was birthed to uncover
From one war to another and still the torch what he carrying