Naestetic Lyrics

Time to get in my zone know I can go but how far

Missing me in some circles they wonder why I fell off

Just respond I ain't stopped yet I'm just building the launch

Why my album won't drop cuz it's headed for the stars

Labbin givin my all

Answer the phone when cash calls and I been speaking to profits like I been talkin with god

Meditating out to take it infinitely beyond

Gotta give em what need not always what they want

Party with the pack

Business banking bundles

Metaphors gotta mull it over for months

Can't foul me cuz every free throw getting sunk

Twist words into punchlines while i turn rillos to blunts

Always bring the funk for melodies and drums

Prose hot like habaneros flows Burning my tongue

That's ok imma weather the storm cuz now I'm comfortably numb

Half of surpassing your limits is staying mentally strong

Spreadin love round the world nowhere i don't belong

Tryna step in your ville and feel like they welcomed me home

Why lately I've been alone

Take time to refine the form

Cuz your bars will get dull if your blade ain't honed

Pen sharp like samurai sword

Zen with it spitting calligraphic

Speech will make u see the rhymes like it's synesthetic

A yo lemme stress this

They tryna keep us headless

Fine lines in their messages

And maintain plenty distance

Can't see it with perfect vision

Or strong prescriptions

Tip toein the fuss

Green screens for the cameras

All in the aim to get another buck

Why we build it up so we come with funds

Change the structures like

Immigrants from Oregon

Tail grip forest simian

Santeria images hung with push pin

Torn from the wall in an existential tantrum

No insulin still fiendin for them cookie crumbs

Sipping off the drippings from the baptism

Bones of the chosen one bought it all lump sum

Singe buns like the barrel of a smoking gun

Lynch mob right wing heart throb

Lock up get popped like lip gloss

Not tough get pulled off like dry moss

Foundation bout sturdy as a tree trunk

Mode deep monk

Canons at the ready ya whole crew could get sunk

Running from a log with a lump

We riding crocs into battle and eating punks

Same equation only difference is we collecting the sum

That's why we winning the war and ain't even gotta gun

Pen sharp like samurai sword

Zen with it spitting calligraphic

Speech will make u see the rhymes like it's synesthetic