Chorus, Verse Lyrics

Vibin' and writin', just chillin' to the beat

Take a motherfuckin' seat and listen

Are you wishin' or are you doin'

I'm a rap water spout

Till the doubt tries to climb aboard

Turnt to another double-edged sword

Eyes set on moving forward, feet begin to fall asleep

Beep fuckin' beep, Richie

Get a movie on, use it as a pawn, till dawn comes

King riding in on the horse

Here's the chorus

Soundin' so divine, if bein' great's illegal

Come and get me with a crime

Chime in with that one line

Gotta repeat it one more time

Thin lines, before my brain gets fried

Ain't seein' the connection

Cast a vote in democracy and wait for the mockery

Can't stop me

Lock and key put away

Wait, what do I say again

Verse, chorus, verse, and now here is a eight,

Conveyer belt of rhymes

Till I see the dime I like

Might put it in the wrong place

Then come and say it to my face

No holds barred, shows them the stars

Point isn't evident enough

Good luck tryin' to figure it out

Don't do it for the clout cause I just love the music

Not all my lines are perfect

But don't even think for a second that I'm not worth your time

But why does everything gotta turn into a competition

Ain't nobody gettin' in the box I put out

Cause just bein' honest, that's what everything is

Rather just pick up my pole and go fish

Playin' card games again

Get another win and open up my mind to whip everyone into shape

Let me tell you what they say

You're late, need to work on your delivery

Oh is this your song now, I'll allow you to join unless you toyin' with emotions

Or can't speak em, I'll meet you in the middle there

Read too much into my stare

Turns into the Blair Witch Project

Another frog in my throat

Or is it too many people tryin' to get onto my boat

If you ain't seein' it, then it must be you

Threw away what I said last time for that one, FYI, probably more than once

Give me the dunce cap eating at Dick's Last Resort

Soundin' so divine, if bein' great's illegal

Come and get me with the crime

Chime in with that one line

Gotta repeat it one more time

Now watch me shine, number one spot always mine

Except when two let who knows take the lead

Only three in the room though

Keepin it low and subtle with the hype

Except when droppin' bars into the mic

I quote, what's rap without a little brag

Overlapping lyrically

A man of mystery and a master of the mystical arts

Degree in liberal shards

The way I'll cut you like a knife, anytime I decide I might open my mouth, just air comin' out

No I never shout

Why would I when you just playin with your toys

Can't hide from all the noise

Voices all around me