A Call to Tarantino Lyrics

Just gonna jump straight into this one

Let's patch it up now

OK, I'm ready

There's a reason my rhymes can ease on you

Leaving you dead

Didn't hear what you said

I see you rapping but the lacking just keeps giving me headaches

Bad days if I can't feel me instead

So I came to bring shame on the ones who easily left out

The best crowd

Yeah, easily said

Messed up

Yeah, what?

I'm easily best

To ever do it

So never do it

Don't ever be the clever fella clarifying music to me

A clever mind intuits

It never minds the ruins

It just aligns with what it is and hits in spite of you and me

We all have it, we just acting stupid

So I'm the acting cupid

They had me back in human form

To warn us of what happens when our tracking's useless

We just reacting at that point

To new fits, new stories

Someone finding their glory

Someone trying and glowing

While the rent's going up

Yo, stop

Let's take a quick break

This is intense

Ey, yo

That feels nice

Let's try it again

Ey, yo

Yeah, listen

I don't intend to be the one to mend the madness that's among us

The message that I have to send is "Can we last the longest?"

Most animals on this planet have vanished and it's on us

To drop the outlandish routines and brandish when they call us

To fight for the people who give their lives for a simple ride

But can't find it, so equalizing I grant a wish and soar as

High as can be, sigh and then see why I am just a mind in a seed

Who's trying to be free

Free-styling this bit, it might be moving me

You're lying if it's not inducing dreams of flying with me

And having lucid scenes of finally feeling like you're new and breathe

Ah, shit!

This is ridiculous

Like, I can't even

Damn, damn I feel good

Wait, let me switch it up

One, two, three and to the four

I'm like rap saying here's a little more

I'm that cop chasing you across the store

Even if I slow it down I'm still the one whose force

Is strong to overturn the ones who you adore

So let me keep it simple now, I'll throw away my sword

I wrote this rap today, so I can play it when I'm bored

And even if you say it sucks I'll still be breaking doors

I'll elevate it to a place where you can't even score

I'll even call it Eden and they'll be calling me a lord

If you think I haven't eaten up the beat then you can store it

Think it again

What is pen?

The pen is just a weapon

The writers essence is where I'm guessing the enchantment is

The beat's getting all messed up, man

I can't, rewind it back

There's a reason my rhymes can ease on you

Leavin you dead

Didn't hear what I said?

I'm repeating what I said before, just fixing the rest

Stitching up, switching my style again

So we can send this rocket on a mission

An interstellar vision

Where we envision a future hugely devoid of division

No inhibition

No one to listen to, but with a drive and ambition

Just us thriving in decision making

Like we are minding what we do

Making mistakes and screwing up, but still acting cool

Learning and evolving

Man this rap is fuel for the soul

So, I can just keep going

Rock into the morning

And then the next morning

And the next

Ey yo, to the next one