5 Years Later (Read_Lyrics)
5 Years Later(Lyrics): Writing has grown, I've come far, looking down bar for bar. Playing with words like fire, man I still haven't expired. My sauce is honey, AI dripping from your chest, flawless victory, a notepad to test. Reached the top, fell back down, still dropping lines halo bound. Playing with puns, metaphorically cursed, enlightening dreams, my classic mode, yes watch me grow. Cleaning up messes, as I rack my brain, tangled blocks a jurassic claim. My neck is red, I work hard, I'm a ghost, Yoda with the bars. Want some pie cherry, I'll pack it up, cast a spell and curse you up. My ballroom booms, it's got that crank, battle me metaphorically like a king with a cape. I'm just playing a game, I am not worried about fame. No longer tasteless, yes maybe true but like krampus wrapping boxes is what I do. Metaphors are not complex, a link to a better nest. I hunt and rest, an Infinite grind, painting imaginative quills within my mind. ** wanted to put this on a custom beat so I found a track from five years ago, I've actually been here six but left for five before coming back so the title was hit or miss 👽🧠
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5 Years Later(Lyrics): Writing has grown, I've come far, looking down bar for bar. Playing with words like fire, man I still haven't expired. My sauce is honey, AI dripping from your chest, flawless victory, a notepad to test. Reached the top, fell back down, still dropping lines halo bound. Playing with puns, metaphorically cursed, enlightening dreams, my classic mode, yes watch me grow. Cleaning up messes, as I rack my brain, tangled blocks a jurassic claim. My neck is red, I work hard, I'm a ghost, Yoda with the bars. Want some pie cherry, I'll pack it up, cast a spell and curse you up. My ballroom booms, it's got that crank, battle me metaphorically like a king with a cape. I'm just playing a game, I am not worried about fame. No longer tasteless, yes maybe true but like krampus wrapping boxes is what I do. Metaphors are not complex, a link to a better nest. I hunt and rest, an Infinite grind, painting imaginative quills within my mind. ** wanted to put this on a custom beat so I found a track from five years ago, I've actually been here six but left for five before coming back so the title was hit or miss 👽🧠
Respect 🤜🤛