Semitones Lyrics

I just

I just took a break for a minute

Just to stack the bricks; back to this

I really got a knack for this!

This likkle ting called rap

I'm in my bag with this

'Cause I'm the admin

You know it's FAX on this

I got a nine to five

And that's CERTI

but I swear the paycheques

Do you so dirty; tax man takes

2 bills from the 1K

One day those two bills

Won't hurt me

Guess I gotta work till the pen just

Speaks for me

When I write all day that's

Peace for me and these days

I just do it so peacefully

I'll keep praying for provision

With some ease for me

What's the objective?

Take it up an octave

Simmer down take it down

Semitone Yellow bone

And the bad to the bone

Then it's back to the throne

Then back to the board

They'll probably throw shade on my back

Till it's warm

Till the sun throw shade

On my lawn

I can hear your chitchat paranoid

We been plotting on the low

Bars for days

You know I got bars for days

Put the work in

Man I got scars for days

Tribulations still I gotta find a way

Raise the bar cutting that paper trail

Bars for days

You know I got bars for days

Put the work in

Man I got scars for days

Tribulations still I gotta find a way

Raise the bar cutting that paper trial

What's the objective?

Take it up an octave

Simmer down take it down

Semitone Yellow bone

And the bad to the bone

Then it's back to the throne

Then back to the board

They'll probably throw shade on my back

Till it's warm

Till the sun throw shade

On my lawn

I can hear your chitchat paranoid

We been plotting on the low

Ayo why do the days go by so quick

Unless I'm sittin' at the desk on shift

Oh shit!

Think I really gotta find a way to

Fix this quick

Cause my dreams keep on tellin' me to

Ditch this

Put it on the wishlist

Comin' back to get this

I just wanna spend all my money

No regrets; I could use a little vacay

Take a good rest

So I might hit the airport

Charter the jet jet jet!

What's the objective?

Take it up an octave

Simmer down take it down

Semitone Yellow bone

And the bad to the bone

Then it's back to the throne

Then back to the board

They'll probably throw shade on my back

Till it's warm

Till the sun throw shade

On my lawn

I can hear your chitchat paranoid

We been plotting on the low