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how i meddle with this beat's conforming cadence, it goes to show how much i loathe this artform's chains, so fuck going against the grain
to some, it might seem strange but they either came too early or late in the game to see the need of derailing this runaway train
i'll just say fuck it and set the grain ablaze in search of change
i'll laugh at the termites coming out of the woodwork in frantic circles searching for another landfill to start their cash-money circle jerk in
i'll shatter the delicate latticework of the status quo in search of a more pure niche to perch inside and observe this wacky circus with tired eyes
i'm, not quite there yet but i'm no stingy two-bit spitter neither
and if i quit spitting flame i'll swig some magic ether and refill my magic meter
and drop ten tons of stress on y'all with a system of pulleys and levers
a curious combination like that remix of jay-z featuring weezer
geezers either need excitement or hip replacements
it depends on which side of the pond you skip your stones across and float your paper boats on
my polar opposite would drop some freestyle dynamite
but if asked if he knows the pen and pad, he'd be like ... "nah man, i don't write."
i write my name in water like keats
the ripples will start up tidal waves halfway across the world that'll barely lap against your feet
now that's a keeper.
to some, it might seem strange but they either came too early or late in the game to see the need of derailing this runaway train
i'll just say fuck it and set the grain ablaze in search of change
i'll laugh at the termites coming out of the woodwork in frantic circles searching for another landfill to start their cash-money circle jerk in
i'll shatter the delicate latticework of the status quo in search of a more pure niche to perch inside and observe this wacky circus with tired eyes
i'm, not quite there yet but i'm no stingy two-bit spitter neither
and if i quit spitting flame i'll swig some magic ether and refill my magic meter
and drop ten tons of stress on y'all with a system of pulleys and levers
a curious combination like that remix of jay-z featuring weezer
geezers either need excitement or hip replacements
it depends on which side of the pond you skip your stones across and float your paper boats on
my polar opposite would drop some freestyle dynamite
but if asked if he knows the pen and pad, he'd be like ... "nah man, i don't write."
i write my name in water like keats
the ripples will start up tidal waves halfway across the world that'll barely lap against your feet
now that's a keeper.