Kunci: C minor•
Intro 1
Cm
Verse 1
time I arrived
Cm
at the spot to rock my exes
I feel I got the vibe, not a spit
Ab
People all around me show hate
So
Cm
Ab
I'ma rotate and turn heads
with every line in my script
Eb
There's been a lot of negative energy
from the brothers in my end
I'm getting ready to recite what
G
I've written in a millisecond
Eb
They'll be feeling threatened when my
lyricism settles in the systems
Like a lime that they sniffed
lean from the green in my bloodstream
I proceed to be obscene
G
with the ramifications of a cannabis blaze
And I could be perceived as a drug fiend
Cm
Fuck these stereotypes,
Ab
man I need to make life praxis
Eb
Before I'm buried alive,
Trying to sever my ties,
G
I rise a dollar trying to fight
A flying demon with several eyes
Cm
I slow down, step back from reality,
Seems I seem prevalent,
Ab
ex pected to reach the zenith
G
Each season, hoping my team
conceived can reap benefits
take time to relax from the grind
Eb
And the fact that my life's a fuck mess
Ab
There ain't no time to be whining, upset
and strive for success
Cm
It's lam entable, the sour tender, bruh
Eb
I'm in the session, yo
Ab
Writing bars till my pen is broken
In the yard when I'm getting
stoned
G
I get these deep hallucinations
About the nature of these ebbs and flows
Cm
My mental location's a demented zone
Eb
I'm tryna resurrect my spirit
with a penguin's smoke
Ab
Cause I've been dope since the embryo
G
The time is lost and right as well
My head's frozen, tryna let it go
Cm
Vocab, I vent on notepads
Ab
Eb
Man, the record's so bad
You better get to know that
Ab
Rap ping with the vinyls on
an elemental throwback
G
My raps will cause a scandal like
a presidential phone hack
Cm
We keep it street like a residential
road map
Eb
Tennerpenny brothers gonna end
up getting toe -tagged
Ab
Metaphorically, with the lyrics of course
G
Cause we don't bring arms,
just spiritual force
Cm
I slow down, step back from reality
Eb
Check for the evil seams
that seem prevalent
the zenith of each season
seek and reap benefits
Cm
I slow down, take time to relax
Eb
From the grind and the fact that
my lines are a fuck mess
Ab
There ain't no time to be whining, upset
and strive for success
Cm
Shake the mist, and lace this
A -OK craziness
Eb
The fatal twist in the plot, a lock in
Haitian
Chris
Ab
Pervading scritches from the
wake of plays of laziness
G
Staying up late has sprung,
creating flames of waviness
Cm
It's the same old same old
base that I've been laying in
Eb
See my eyes dilated from the
cat that I've been caning
It's a twisted cycle,
Bb
trying to live my life inside a great addiction
Eb
Thinking why the fuck should I exist
inside a place like this
Cm
It's life development in
quick time
Eb
I'm making minor elements in
LSD and strychnine
Ab
I drop a sick rhyme to the standard of my
IQ
G
There's magma in your mind
just like a palindromic haiku
Cm
My fam are gonna lie, zoos drink,
fools take drugs
Eb
Them are gonna wake up,
Ab
spit true statements in mystic arrangements
G
Flows with a mixture of flavours,
we're done with them distance of greatness
Cm
I slow down, step back from reality
Eb
Check for the evil seeds
that seem prevalent
Ab
Expected to reach a zenith each season
can reap benefits
Cm
And slow down, take time to relax
Eb
From the grind and the fact
that my life's a fuck mess
Ab
There ain't no time to be whining, upset
G
Gotta get what's mine and strive
Outro 1
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