Time to bring this paper to the pen, I'm locking in again
Time to bring this paper to the pen, I'm locking in again Putting work in from my mind, be me I'm bypassing all my friends Yeah, it's monumental, subliminal, never conventional The rhythm in my cranium is heavy and intentional Just something to fall into, a space inside my own head Walking through the shadows where the ordinary won't tread Just gonna let it be free, let it be me, unchain the energy Blasting out the speakers, drowning out the inner enemy Put it down for now, yeah, put on some music Take the chaos in my chest and figure out how to use it Create some real shit, pure shit, legit shit, let it bang Listen to the thunder of the syllables I slang I can feel the gravity shifting, I'm breaking off the weight Almost feel like I'm about to levitate, open up the gate But the clock is ticking backward and I feel it's too late As I generate the fire and I stare at my own fate...Flipping the page to the next phase, lost in a dark maze Igniting the ink till the paper is ablaze Yeah, it’s original, critical, highly analytical Spitting these bars till the pressure is political Trapped in a room with a boom from the speaker box Breaking the chains and I'm smashing the secret locks Just gonna ride the wave, dig graves for the enemies Bleeding my soul just to capture these remedies Running the marathon, carrying the paragon Spitting this heat till the winter is completely gone Look at the speed of it, look how I deliver it Taking the track and I'm cutting it and slivering it I feel the elevation, a strange sensation, no hesitation Escaping the station, a mind manipulation But the shadows are closing, I'm fighting the undertow Generating the heavy fire, letting the hunger show!Verse 2 (Full 16 Bars) Writing these lines and I'm levitating, elevating Electric, so sick, there is no more hesitating Gotta stay with it, somebody gonna hate though, I know that Let 'em play the aristocrat, I'm bringing the track back Flip a sad trick, empty pocket, but I'm still going Showing no fear, let the heavy rhythm keep flowing Staying clear of the legends and goats in the game 'Cause I don't wanna step on nobody's toes for the fame If it sinks my ship, then I'm going down with the crew Not making it on no one else's name, yeah, that's true I'd have myself to blame for sure, looking back to the past Oh, back then, when it didn't happen yet, moving too fast Now I'm so ecstatic, an exact hit and a miss A missile loaded up, floating right over the abyss Above the black water till it suddenly went kaboom— So chaotic, exploding inside of the room!When is it gonna click?... Flick. Tick. Tock. Ripped. Nothing left in my pocket. Time to get tuned in. Feel the rhythm within. Get the game knowing my name, yeah, it's finally time. My time to go viral, subliminal, lucky to be here?ya , I gotta start to steer my shit towards something that sounds better. Something that clicks. Rip it, sick, flip trick, tick tock— Missed that one? Legit forfeit? Naa. Just got back to it. From the heart and soul, a spiritual being. Admittedly biting the fire, running on the wire, blown a tire— But I'm feeling a comeback.Flipping the page to the next phase, lost in a dark maze Igniting the ink till the paper is ablaze Yeah, it’s original, critical, highly analytical Spitting these bars till the pressure is political Trapped in a room with a boom from the speaker box Breaking the chains and I'm smashing the secret locks Just gonna ride the wave, dig graves for the enemies Bleeding my soul just to capture these remedies Running the marathon, carrying the paragon Spitting this heat till the winter is completely gone Look at the speed of it, look how I deliver it Taking the track and I'm cutting it and slivering it I feel the elevation, a strange sensation, no hesitation Escaping the station, a mind manipulation But the shadows are closing, I'm fighting the undertow Generating the heavy fire, letting the hunger show!
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Time to bring this paper to the pen, I'm locking in again Putting work in from my mind, be me I'm bypassing all my friends Yeah, it's monumental, subliminal, never conventional The rhythm in my cranium is heavy and intentional Just something to fall into, a space inside my own head Walking through the shadows where the ordinary won't tread Just gonna let it be free, let it be me, unchain the energy Blasting out the speakers, drowning out the inner enemy Put it down for now, yeah, put on some music Take the chaos in my chest and figure out how to use it Create some real shit, pure shit, legit shit, let it bang Listen to the thunder of the syllables I slang I can feel the gravity shifting, I'm breaking off the weight Almost feel like I'm about to levitate, open up the gate But the clock is ticking backward and I feel it's too late As I generate the fire and I stare at my own fate...Flipping the page to the next phase, lost in a dark maze Igniting the ink till the paper is ablaze Yeah, it’s original, critical, highly analytical Spitting these bars till the pressure is political Trapped in a room with a boom from the speaker box Breaking the chains and I'm smashing the secret locks Just gonna ride the wave, dig graves for the enemies Bleeding my soul just to capture these remedies Running the marathon, carrying the paragon Spitting this heat till the winter is completely gone Look at the speed of it, look how I deliver it Taking the track and I'm cutting it and slivering it I feel the elevation, a strange sensation, no hesitation Escaping the station, a mind manipulation But the shadows are closing, I'm fighting the undertow Generating the heavy fire, letting the hunger show!Verse 2 (Full 16 Bars) Writing these lines and I'm levitating, elevating Electric, so sick, there is no more hesitating Gotta stay with it, somebody gonna hate though, I know that Let 'em play the aristocrat, I'm bringing the track back Flip a sad trick, empty pocket, but I'm still going Showing no fear, let the heavy rhythm keep flowing Staying clear of the legends and goats in the game 'Cause I don't wanna step on nobody's toes for the fame If it sinks my ship, then I'm going down with the crew Not making it on no one else's name, yeah, that's true I'd have myself to blame for sure, looking back to the past Oh, back then, when it didn't happen yet, moving too fast Now I'm so ecstatic, an exact hit and a miss A missile loaded up, floating right over the abyss Above the black water till it suddenly went kaboom— So chaotic, exploding inside of the room!When is it gonna click?... Flick. Tick. Tock. Ripped. Nothing left in my pocket. Time to get tuned in. Feel the rhythm within. Get the game knowing my name, yeah, it's finally time. My time to go viral, subliminal, lucky to be here?ya , I gotta start to steer my shit towards something that sounds better. Something that clicks. Rip it, sick, flip trick, tick tock— Missed that one? Legit forfeit? Naa. Just got back to it. From the heart and soul, a spiritual being. Admittedly biting the fire, running on the wire, blown a tire— But I'm feeling a comeback.Flipping the page to the next phase, lost in a dark maze Igniting the ink till the paper is ablaze Yeah, it’s original, critical, highly analytical Spitting these bars till the pressure is political Trapped in a room with a boom from the speaker box Breaking the chains and I'm smashing the secret locks Just gonna ride the wave, dig graves for the enemies Bleeding my soul just to capture these remedies Running the marathon, carrying the paragon Spitting this heat till the winter is completely gone Look at the speed of it, look how I deliver it Taking the track and I'm cutting it and slivering it I feel the elevation, a strange sensation, no hesitation Escaping the station, a mind manipulation But the shadows are closing, I'm fighting the undertow Generating the heavy fire, letting the hunger show!