Blunt Force(Bl(e) [a]nd?) Lyrics

Getting another course mixed on the plate

Or put you in a better place

Let's move on to another sing-along

But not me, guess I make it too hard to see

Relieving, reliving, or solely self-driven

Go listen to Yxng Greexn, the ones with a cap are right here

Can't make it clear enough, just so you can say you see

Free your mind from the shit

Distant relative to the explorer

You'll never get my true meaning until you come and see it first hand

But might just end lost in the sauce

You know amalgamation has the best lines, with the scheme so supreme

Just some of this and some of that all through town

Got you thinking, what the fuck is this allowed

Sound bending all around

Mixing and matching mass, mathematically

Notes never not flowing, eternally knowing what to say

Nothing but a beat is all I need

Too blunt without a chorus

Here's another one for us

Or the dumb cumpsters

Need their pumps worked on

Watch it spring to life as it sinks in the chest

Repeating and sleeping on the sleepers under me

Nothing but setting them free

That's why I always have the lead

I think they finally get it

Capiche

Point me to the direction and I slay, make it need to be replayed

Another hiding behind a mic or a trigger

Nobody sicker, nobody quicker, nobody flicker like me when I walk in the room, question your doom

Let me hit that gas and zoom past real fast

How could I be last, with a line this long

Supernatural reality is where you be when you see me

Fuck the polarizing, I've had it with the dividing, I'm just summarizing my life

Keep on studying the mice, don't make me need to say it twice

Too blunt without a chorus

Here's another one for us

Or the dumb cumpsters, need their pumps worked on

Too blunt without a chorus

Here's another one for us

Or the dumb cumpsters, need their pumps worked on

I don't do this for the money, I do it for the music, the drums, the vibes, hell of a

bass line

Are you gonna keep on staring, wasting time

Or come and get me with the fine wine

I either show it or I say it, little bit of ice to hear the bells when it's done

If this is a mind, then I thought it would be mine

Who the fuck am I talking to when I say you

Cause you can't even be yourself

Praying to be shown the light

Just walk outside, don't focus on control, treating my phone like a confessional

Can't say I'm messing up the flow cause I created it

Taking the ropes from all the phonies

Now they following me, success in everything

Still waiting for the ones with the money to ring me up, my phone's been pretty quiet

My sleight of hand brings out the demand for a replay

Like what the fuck is this dude even saying

Think I'm playing some type of game, other than the one on the table

Nobody on the level of labeling like me

Trying to get stable footing

Cause I absorb everything I see

Rhymes on the borderline cause you didn't even take enough time to listen

I could be fishing, I could be dishing, or maybe listing a way to divvy up my time

I am the starting line, mystical, lyrical, miracle, little bit of empirical evidence makes me question the Reverence

Try to use it as leverage, then wondering what the next question is

Making it personal, splitting the rhyme into multiple words, probably thinking it's a little absurd

Got you're in a herd pushing to get out

Bringing it back to the one thing that you learned

Squirming to get through it

This is straight rap, infiltrating your mind

Sorry I just have nothing but time, wait rewind

Why you drowning down that feeling

Spreading all the way to the ceiling

Hiding in your room, sinking into your phone

Acting like you need anything other than to be left alone with what you do with your dome

Thinking nobody knows got you frozen

Seeing the trap you lay

How hard is it to obey the lights

Too blunt without a chorus

Here's another one for us

Or the dumb cumpsters need their pumps worked on

Too blunt without a chorus

Here's another one for us

Or the dumb cumpsters need their pumps worked on

Keep on moving forward, I swear the lord playing tricks on me

Pretending to be center of attention

Just want to be alone in my own home

Create a zone to explode with

Want to say I have a soul but probably an endless pit of everything

Gotta occasionally sing

Cause constant rap is too much gas for you

Essence of being is simply freeing up the moment

When the mind tries to confine, playing time like a fiddle

Call me the riddler cause of how I leave you in the middle of a forked path

360 degrees of anywhere I could be

Not farther than the distance of a leash

Keep on looking down so my feet move

Think I finally found a way into a groove

Now I just hope I don't lose it