It Is A Lie(Boxed) Lyrics

Taking time to get all the way down to the bottom

Make my modem shift the podium load it up again

Scrolling and scrolling and scrolling through my notes of lyrics

Till I appear again with something else

Grab another bag off the shelf

Always surfing

Ain't nobody ever gonna keep up with the way I flow

Go get a clue

Put on your shoes and get to work

Always alert

A little smirk, then I'm gone

Switch up the amount of syllables

And then we keep going, sometimes slowing down

But never stay there for long

Looked it in the face and put me in it's place

But keep on wondering where I am

Read between the lines

It's a hell of a spiral

Guess that's the way I roll now

Call me Bowser with my fire breathing

First onto the screen and then into the mic

Shift my tone

You'll never not be alone, except with how you use your dome

Too deep into the back rooms

Just might forget that I exist, only for a little

Like I said, my own fiddle

Wait no, it was a whistle

Fuck myself again

Not creative enough

But go ahead, try and call my bluff

It'll start to get stuffy

Came from my missus

My list goes on and on

Just chilling in the box

Where's Goldilocks for you, not directed at God

Pick your definition for the words I use, it is what you say it is, till you meet your

maker

Come explore what's really going on in my brain

Use words to nothing but try and stop me

Keep on wondering why you always last

Too wise to fall for the lies anymore

Or the ones not showing their face

Saying things in places where they need to be said

Show me the dead end and your brain

Open my mouth

It's just another shot, telling me to move out, when they need to move on

How they keep on spawning baby pawns to shift the focus

Hiding the annoyance that never went away, cause they can't say anything relevant about the subject

Except to stop, smoke em out

Bet they'll finally say something about this one

Other than mimicry

And I'll show them the dawn again

Popping bubbles over and over

Lying about what's kept undercover

Holy motherfucking shit, I'm the GOAT

Or gonna be soon

Put me in the loony bin, and I'll still be the best

Come back and keep putting you to rest

Call me lester than molester with what I do to your brain

It's time to go insane

As if I wasn't already there

Make em aware, and wait for them to run

Oh you did it now, what the fuck is this allowed

Quoting the motion that leaves people on the lonesome

I'll go back, and bring you up to speed

Surpassing suckers stealing sights to the top toward worlds touring

Think you know what I mean, with what I say

I doubt it, all it takes is repetition

I'll get down the line to you in a minute or two