Kunci: C# minor
Verse 1
Am
Yo, I walk with the weapons of light,
Am
My breath carry temperatures
the heat of northern lights
I liven up the tranquil,
E
feel it in your head and ankles
Am
If you survived the cypher with me,
then just be thankful
I'm tired of these country
derelicts
and homemade edicts
And sane names with a single
letter prefix
Couldn't rock a mic
if the stand was grafted into gravel
I'm that unseen rapper
that stays no matter
I manifest the real while you
Am
E
With kamikaze poetry from clouds,
hear the whistle?
Am
Atomically attack all the whack
You distribute,
you throw in big words together
On an 80s pop loop and say
you're nothing
E
Impressively, your homies in your town
Am
A stage full of your entourage
E
I can't listen to the sound
Am
On the tip of your tongue,
let's keep it real and represent
E
Am
You should practice what you
preach
and understand your true intent
As I bent to the pen,
E
the only one who hears my pain
Am
I'm searching for your skill
E
like diabetics for a vein
Am
But it's absent, sent home
but never even spawned
E
Am
I said it's absence at home
like never even spawned
Yo, sing with me if you reach the next level
1, 2, 1, give your core to the score
Settle the art form,
transforms when a song's born
Chant this phrase when your
days get long
And sing with me if you reach the next level
1, 2, 1, give your core to the score
Settle the art form,
transforms when a song's born
Chant this phrase when your
days get long
You try to hurt mine,
catch a bruise from the punchline
Have you nervous like a caker
when it gets to crunch time?
The tone brings vocal weaponry
Aim it at the dapper
Through the chapter of hip -hop
I define MC and rapper
Our rappers say so
Am
Innovation born of words
Our metaphors should be Greek
Rapping is basic
Fundamentally discarded
E
Am
Appropriately chosen by the world
Lyrically retarded
From wordplay to childplay
Student to sensei I'm
in rivers of utopia
Keeping tigers at bay
And I compose in the dark
When I start my rendition
Now I'm working with the speakers
Moving on a submission
Paying dues only for cashews
And table scraps
In the midst of my beats
and skills and battle raps
I come out empty handed
E
and branded as non -profit
Am
Globally distribute my life
and no one copied
It's overcrowded like New Year's
inside of Times Square
You explain yourself on tracks
but nobody would care
And I escape the mind state of failure
and broken goals
Here's the thanks that we get
when we spit from our soul
Yo it's the wool over your eyes
hidden and candy coated
It's an overload and long
when rappers make it bloated
If his name ain't every other word
your music ain't heard
The rap game is a game
and it's getting absurd
Yo, sing with me
if you reach the next level
One, two, give you more
till the score's settled
The art form transforms
when the song's on
Chant this phrase when your
days get long
And sing with me
if you reach the next level
One, two, give you more
till the score's settled
The art form transforms
when the song's on
Chant this phrase when your
days get long
Thank
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