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Ye, Ye
Slowly making progress like 9 gigs
Same lad since 06
No claps it's all fists
It's been snares since 03
Doc said I flow sick
The cadence is dancing
Hear ye, we sliced in
All swords up we fencing
All talk no action
Postin', no caption
We gon' make it, no option
Rare gem, no flexing
High speed, no traction
All gold, no fashion
Layed in, no backing
Facts be, y'all capping
Give a minute he stacked up
He been filling his damn cup
He been feeling a bit numb (yeah, huh)
Sitting ducking a big scum
He bargained and still cum
He's chatting a bit dumb (Ye, Ye)
He frustrated and still stunned
Belittled and crammed up
While he wishes
He stay young (ha, damn)
He stopped talking to everybody
He made he his everybody
He still wishes to be quiet (nah)
He ain't depressed
He's just working
And not impressed (why)
He at his best and it seems
He has no interest (damn)
He been attached
And his memories been erased
He know it's hard to tape
And he who tapes it
Well will shine as days
Be that as it may
June is colder so he frozen still
Swallowing them pills
Don't him better, he get very ill
He switching off control
He been drifting
Without that traction **** (swerve)
He slowed up, chilled up
And cooling down to take the heat
Slowly making progress like 9 gigs
Same lad since 06
No claps is all fists
It's been snares since 03
Doc said I flow sick
The cadence is dancing
Hear ye, we sliced in
All swords up we fencing
All talk no action
Postin', no caption
We gon' make it, no option
Rare gem, no flexing
High speed, no traction
All gold, no fashion
Layed in, no backing
Facts be, y'all capping
It's been a decade, he hope
And pray that his cup is filled (filled)
He been at distance it's only
Now he check the spillage (ahah)
He in a cage with no breathing space
To protect his feelings (wish)
He lost his mind in a quest
And he hopes he keeps his image (I hope)
He ain't dead or dying
He preaching some dignity (heaven)
He told to count the trees
And ended up in Trinity (yeah)
He's turned up 360
Rotations been infinity
He's been loyal to his self
And never sold for anything
He hearing voices in his head
And using them to write his songs
In his subconscious he's conscious
The precious the mind of the course
Ye be the first to be stranded
And painted as legend or God?
Ye be the ruler, the pencil
The pen and utensils and more?
Ye know the pen is mightier
Than a sword so he's
Been on some Percy ish
He haunted by his loving
Demons telling him
To stop being cringe
He always looking at the stars
I think he hopes they to Life
Cause ye be you and I until
The day we die we stay alive
Slowly making progress like 9 gigs
Same lad since 06 (yeah)
No claps is all fists
It's been snares since 03 (been)
Doc said I flow sick
The cadence is dancing (dance)
Hear ye, we sliced in
All swords up we fencing (right)
All talk no action
Postin', no caption
We gon' make it, no option
Rare gem, no flexing
High speed, no traction
All gold, no fashion
Layed in, no backing
Facts be, y'all capping
