fr8 tr@ined
19 Plays
•30 Sep 2017
I use to walk wicked, I was less than adequate My OS was running Dos, floppys and the abacus Loaded with additives the damages were a catalyst Until 4 elements enlisted me amongst the savages At first I was entrusted with a fury of appendages Practice made perfect as my body spoke in sentences I took a back seat inside my black books papers Colourful layers come alive inside of krylon vapours Phonetic wordplay was disected Behind my mental curtains Hopeless at doctoring rhymes and destined a cerebral surgeon Shure I was itching all my scratches patterns of sickness with Vestaxes Juggling switches while in Practice While fading mixes into established This world is cut throat but as a side note I know a man who gave his life for your survival Include divine flow and, let your mind grow methodically Im bringing these elements to the table frequent instead of periodically What's that part of me that backpacks with riff raff Spreading boom bap techniques six steps, control and syntax It's that God who be Controlling the artistry Completes every part I see like Dr evil is to mini me Christ compels 4 elements like propellant in me, I'm not a slave cause ft he paid for our lives on a tree Freed from my sin, his scars and stripes produced an anthem Paid for my ransom when the menace took on our phantom 👻 My mind, my grip confined, now let loose I'll ride this freight forever never chasing the caboose Cause the writings on the wall and the scriptures in my hand Just took me awile to choose whether I was a follower or a fan
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I use to walk wicked, I was less than adequate My OS was running Dos, floppys and the abacus Loaded with additives the damages were a catalyst Until 4 elements enlisted me amongst the savages At first I was entrusted with a fury of appendages Practice made perfect as my body spoke in sentences I took a back seat inside my black books papers Colourful layers come alive inside of krylon vapours Phonetic wordplay was disected Behind my mental curtains Hopeless at doctoring rhymes and destined a cerebral surgeon Shure I was itching all my scratches patterns of sickness with Vestaxes Juggling switches while in Practice While fading mixes into established This world is cut throat but as a side note I know a man who gave his life for your survival Include divine flow and, let your mind grow methodically Im bringing these elements to the table frequent instead of periodically What's that part of me that backpacks with riff raff Spreading boom bap techniques six steps, control and syntax It's that God who be Controlling the artistry Completes every part I see like Dr evil is to mini me Christ compels 4 elements like propellant in me, I'm not a slave cause ft he paid for our lives on a tree Freed from my sin, his scars and stripes produced an anthem Paid for my ransom when the menace took on our phantom 👻 My mind, my grip confined, now let loose I'll ride this freight forever never chasing the caboose Cause the writings on the wall and the scriptures in my hand Just took me awile to choose whether I was a follower or a fan
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