Throat Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
(I am aligned with my highest truth and communicate this with passion in my lyrics as my Words travel through the universe, I will absorb the hate and use it as energy in my Travels not an anchor)
I'm not gonna pose with my doe, in a post,
Keep it ghost, on the low ,I been stacking it tho
I don't really know where to go wit the flow but i hope No I know that I'm chosen to blow
Only going up
Elevated spirit when I flow
Wanna get in touch
Use your energy and not a phone
I should give it up
What the brain will say when I'm alone
But it's not enough
I won't stop until I'm on a thrown
(On top)
Made a lot of foes down the road with the coke being hoe cause the blow in my nose
Lost full control of myself in the mo I was shown really fast how quick it all goes
Soul overdosed
Gross overload
Say that you know but I know that you don't
Say that you'll go but I know that you won't
I'm in too deep in a dark rabbit hole
I been through enough
Know you couldn't keep up with the stamina
Man I'm tuff
You can see my pain right through the camera
Boutta bust
Everybody thinking they boutta be the best up in the city let me tell you it ain't happening Today
Every track you make it sound the same
Gimme bout a minute and some bass
And I'll put you all to shame
Especially when you see me on the stage
You may think you better but you ain't
I'm hippie wit some fangs
And I'm coming for your brain
When I'm gunning I don't aim
I just lock and load spray
Hope your getting in the way
And your hearing what I say
When my pen it hits the page
It is like a bullet range
And my chopper gonna sang
Tongue is an AK
Brain is in a cage, And my mouth is a grenade
I don't think your ready for a hippie that is flipping and ticking about to pull the pin ready I'm gonna bang
Uhg
Could lift a ton
I'm like Yoda bruh
I got force and love
I'm da chosen one
You can't open up
Your not dope enough
Well the fuckin sucks
If I don't show up
Your whole shows a bust
Cause I turn it up
While your turd to flush
I'm like burning up
(Breathe)
Get hoes to blush
And get foes to rush
I got bones to crush
And got cones to puff
I don't play
Running through your head like braids
Burning all the hate like sage
When I get up in a place
You can feel the rumble in the bay
Energy that came out from the rage
From the people that are fake
That are gonna feel the quake
Cause I'm heavy like a weight
And you come to like like an eighth
I'm a hippie heavy weight
With a lot up on my brain
And I'm fighting for the fame
Though I hate it anyway
Aye aye
Hippie heavy weight
With a lot up on my brain
And I'm a be I'm a be fighting for the fame
Hippie heavy weight
With a lot up on my brain
And I'm a be I'm a be fighting for the fame
Hippie heavyweight
And I'm fighting for the fame
Even though I know I'm gonna fucking hate it anyway
Okay!