What Is It Like? Lyrics

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Golden era mind, surrounded by copper

Quality I speak on, don't suggest that I'm not equipped

In today's new era climate, compound skrilla proper

The need to adapt

Alone will birth the sense of grind we all discover

Within given times of predicament when the seasons elapse

Life displaying green on trees will collapse

And the winter season's imminent

Instincts to accumulate your wins and swerve losses

Fight or flight with responses

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Primal tendencies

Elicit proper punishment

For power hungry, pussy ass enemies

Plot to destroy

In the meantime intoxicate your conscience

With conscientious dumb shit on the rocks and plan to mock you for choices

Beneficial to you as well their stupid ass

Planting booby traps, and obstacles

And slinging rocks when you're buoyant

Toxic and poisonous

Yet, they're only bottlenecks

Failing all attempts to be obstacles in your plot to victory

No concern for what it seems like

What is it like?

Does real reign?

Is respect present in the discussion

And for the presence with foreknowledge of what you got for the game?

No concern for what it seems like

What is it like?

Does real reign?

Is respect present in the discussion

And for the presence with foreknowledge of what you got for the game?

Golden era mind, some devoid of conscience, hold principles

From places some will never visit but wish to reside

Although old souls, I love observing

Some I imagine could be miserable and undeserving

Days in which we currently stand are of sorts a torture

To those who value

Necessary guidelines, preserve the culture

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Return to culture

With common ground or least

A basic understanding

Usurp and disturb the vultures, look

Ways to grind could be tied to the climates

Ease of access provides a new grind for environments

Newest ways known to some as the norm for entire lifetimes

And actual paper and pen to write rhymes

Organic shit

Some will argue the apps dilute the penmanship

Craft they say will suffer

Without flaws

Although I see some truth

A provision for room for masterful

And well crafted, impactful words

Are a form of brawn

No concern for what it seems like

What is it like?

Does real reign?

Is respect present in the discussion

And for the presence with foreknowledge of what you got for the game?

No concern for what it seems like

What is it like?

Does real reign?

Is respect present in the discussion

And for the presence with foreknowledge of what you got for the game?