Just give me the rhythm that's all that it takes
To make sure there's no debate
So y'all know I'm especially dope your flow's just good not great
I came here on this very day, just to kill shit
Hope you haters fry, then cry, then go home and say your daily grace
My sensei sent me to destroy the world with a lead number two pencil
Then build it back for a pack of these militant blacks That's my new mission
I'm too fast for you fascists trying to hop my rhythm train
A lame's one thing that I'm not I'm gassed like tanks of octane
Man I'm out here playing chicken with that mack truck
When I should've been playing with that pac-man or
studying outta that macbook
I'm out here getting stacks man but watch your step
They take shots at children from the liquor store
Arizona lemonade
Ay Yo I'm bout to bust up out this shit
No time to rest I'm barely taking breaks between my shift
Stay in my lane oh no I lost my breaks up out this bitch
They ask me will I crash I tell 'em never not a bit
Bro that's just how touch I kick
(ay yo) I rap on rap on rap on rap on raps
Hater you thinking my city is dead? Well I'm here to bring it back
I'm breaking backs on tracks in a snap like chiropract-
You think you ballin? come hoop with me and get yo shit smacked
Never had no intentions of falling, but who ever plans for that
So I'm making these poems strong 'till the day that I collapse
Telling these ETs phone home but no worry I'll be right back
On a flight to Hong Kong with you broad up in my lap
Trick imagine that.
Mixing space funk, jazz and warped soul, “Everything’s Fine” is a fluid masterpiece that’s very much of the moment. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 29, 2018