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Has Binz
04:20
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(VERSE 1)
Give me five minutes i'll revive my rivalry//
Nine to five im alive wit an appetite like a hive mind//
Indigestible questions like what the f**k am i doing?//
Pursuing zeniths at the summit that'd plummet to ruin//
Who in this non-nonsensical nuisance?//
Ineffectual begging to get attention, moved since//.
Everybody else does the same shit you//
Monkey see and monkey do too//
That's why your lucky to be sucking up to the ruckus//
But f**k this, obligated to be cynical//
Isnt we foolish, outstretched spiritual lengths//
Well i guess it's better to inherit an asprin//
Let the stress dissipate to relax, laughing at the assassin//
A cheeky grin slapped over his lips//
Encouraging you to be bolder//
Hold his shoulder so he doesn't slip//
Trips over, handling shame, forgetting names//
Never the same, you aint meant for the fame//
(CHORUS)
Has bin's, you had abit of happiness at first//
Now your hampered the effect is for the worst//
Has bin's, your weary with the weight of your memory//
Outwitted by the way the game works//
Has bin's, didn't stick to the habit but had a drink//
Hoodwinked by the drugs, so you gotta lip sync//
Has bins's, skills fade away with no discipline//
Coulda made it on the charts, but all you do is listen in.
(VERSE 2)
Fierce and prophetic peers hectic connected//
Pathetic ears try to summon distaste, but it isn't etiquette//
It's audio anarchy anecdotes for continuous notes//
That couldn't be close to try to level anything that i wrote//
Dont compare to contrast to your last album//
Your talent is tantalizing the talons of this falcon//
I'll rip you to pieces you little prick, run quicker//
Then my blood runs thicker then candle wicks, and liquor//
Dismantle Trix? I figure there's nothing to consider something//
Sinister is summoned, Um. and, most of you motherf**kers//
Are pitiful to look upon, lyrical intervention//
No-one ever need to anticipate defeat, twin cylinder engine//
Is my capacity to cap and capsize your capital like//
Unexpected what the f**k happened?//
Acting super cynical before i lay one on you//
Wrong you, long before i blew the leaves//
Off every single tree in my proximity//
Approximately, faster then a pair of reeboks, master and prepare//
The neat socks that i wear, neat rocks that i wear//
Let me start an epoch, and put it into disrepair//
I will take you to my distant lair and leave you there//
With layers of hair with a pair of eewoks,..what?//
But im off the tap baby, maybe you can save me from myself//
Splinter cell in this universe with this stealth//
That's the trouble with these artists, there's no subtlety//
Everybody wants an open book now suddenly//
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(VERSE 3)
Giddy up, it's time to get that grittier//
Better not reside in bitterness, emanate that vibe that's wittier//
What are we now? Shittier people making you fearful//
Look at you. You need to keep in the vault to co-incide//
Wit common ideals i feel's excitement//
Run and met the repercussions of this culture//
Rushing to take a logical feast, to get they tunes pumping//
Hooligans bumping to teen music, so it seems there's no exclusion//
To use it, who could refuse it? But dudes they wanna start feuds//
Choosing a mood to stick to it in desperation of health//
Remember your unique like everybody else//
But peeps with the goal in vivid clarity dont perish//
Your shit is better but you didn't invest in it? Did ya?//
Missed your own statistics, didn't take no risk i wished ya//
I guess there's no logistics, something for the mystics//
Tongue tied for the cryptics. Young and i ride//
The shit quick, overcoming instincts//
Instantaneous remorse, for your lack of action//
I haven't a passion to give a f**k about your faction//
Back in action when im seeking removal//
It's when i know there's no attachment, f**k your approval//
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(FINISH)
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2. |
Minds Eye
03:16
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(VERSE1)
Whose the one getting cynical on pineal glands//
Bruising puns in the pinnacle of taking a stand//
Make a command of me demand of me of what thou wilt//
I aint shaking hands, its a pimp slap//
To the cats who had back handed me man//
Im coming outta the can with a mouth full of s**t talk//
A formative chalk piece//
Ima poke you in the forehead between the eyes//
Awareness in the background light between the skies//
Surprise, im one of those guys with a blatant disregard//
Bringing down establishments extending my yard//
K fine im a K nine, serving my instincts//
F**k conformity it stinks better stay fine//
Animalistic, the way i pursue it and do it//
Treat me doubtfully but mama said stay true to it//
And i always have, you see what's happening//
Snatch abit of energy and dab it on my vocab//
Fantabulous miraculous attacking this reality//
Back and it's a faction of reaction abnormality//
You can see the cavalry run, im one//
With fire in this element dont battle me son//
Id'a have a hundred heads before the thunder can spread//
Your diction is beside yourself, motherf**k what you said//
I can feel the suction of the air, leaving my chest, breathe at my best//
Like your hairline,im receding the rest//
Your proceeding with legitimate lyricism//
A prison is indoctrinated death, iv risen//
The best reason iv given to get living like me//
I roll wit poindexter, whose driven like me//
Unless you insight-fully treaded where i be headed//
You aint in the position to give challenge to the record//
Just like a continental alignment on contact, iv come back//
So question the stats we run that//
One of these days ima shatter my diaphragm and grow another one back in it's place. Mr champion. Oh!
Shiny colors every day//
I can see them every way//
In my mind is where i'll stay//
In my mind is where i'll play//
x2
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3. |
Freudian Slip
04:11
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(VERSE1)
The first impression is a double crossing//
I cut verbs and i f**k birds//
Your getting stuck in my crosswords//
Suburbia, wit a country tinge//
Singed by the jealousy of small folk//
Wishing id binge and let it all go//
Only cuz they know i knew, i was just a passer through//
Destiny done give me the ball though//
I throw into oblivion rid of them things//
That kill a man, before i try to forgive again//
Old me i miss you, the people that i knew//
I do miss too, but too bad the issue is that you are//
Nothing to me, but acquired wisdom and a battle scar//
You came short. Ima take it far//
Suck a dummy crummy mumbling f**kers//
My ruckus is as tough as nails//
The rudders the sails chuck us a bit//
My bomb is fail safe why you tryna bail from your fate?//
Its gonna wait for me like lady luck, two outcomes//
(VERSE 2)
My vowels and consonants shift continents//
Actions speak louder when there's physical compliments//
These vows of obstinance stand to reason they demand//
Some reasoning, ignorance in sands of seasoning//
They prompt to bliss//
Sacrificial scrutiny to live in mutiny and free//
From influential reason there's no multidimensional care//
Look at what is easy, adrift from the conventional//
Yet the mystic shaman is akin to a vegetable//
So they say when they delay from the truth//
And nowadays a patriot is led away from the youth//
The hidden ministries and minstrels sitting on their petty stools//
Drip the toxins into the system to keep it filtered cuz they're petty fools//
Raping the truth, sedation rather then negation//
It's funny how we laugh at what we dont understand//
Like we have the upper hand, all it is is simplicity//
And an egotistic drive, to survive//
(VERSE3)
F**k a wrong right? Nah, im sorry that's the wrong fight//
I welcome both a criticism and a mistake//
Acknowledgement equates to a new outlook. It's//
The kind of enlightenment we can get without books//
Doubt looks silly when i say it's action//
Really are you lacking to fathom a written page?//
It takes a time to build a triad, and add it to the safe//
If there's hope to build a mortal portal//
To escape and be immortal the teleport//
Words need action to resort to reaction//
What's the difference when it comes from the thought?//
We use words, to inscribe the hidden gems//
And action cant occur without the prompts from the hidden dens//
You cant see that, your ridden of your lens//
More specks but the spectacles inside your cortex//
It's a vortex, this amount will dismount mountains of hordes//
Stand still the flow's a fountain of swords//
Words from my lips in a Freudian slip//
Words from my lips in a Freudian slip//
X2
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4. |
Who You Are
06:43
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mmm, Its not who you are//
It's not who you are//
(VERSE1)
Your an amateur, when you gonna get your shit together?//
You only have a life of limitation, you wont spit forever//
Pleasure is the pain in the endeavor//
Blake your only semi talented. Whatever//
Prime occupation is a life of slavery//
So what you say to me is i should//
Play the game in the name of bravery//
You idiots sound insane to me and shamefully/
The status of the moral apparatus only came to me//
In the event of a ventilation, stationary//
Going to get going is not what im complacent in//
Ima be fighter and question it, the place im in//
Not a manifest of authenticity, case begin//
Put your hands inside of the basin and time is not an option//
Cuz it goes so fast im always chasing it//
Differentiate your life, no such thing as pacing it//
Ima take my place above the roof while im raising it//
(CHORUS)
Will you be the lamb of sheep//
in the land where there always sleeping?//
Feeding from the hands of the weak//
And the people are barely speaking//
It's not who you are, it's not who you are//
It's not who you are//
(VERSE2)
Synchronicity is a fine thing to lapse//
Simplicity is difficult to come by. Perhaps//
Collapse by the wight of tryna become something//
It's individualistic, instincts off the precinct//
Doing what you think is credible to you//
But not needing to will make you incredible too//
See what im tryna say is that the strain of attention it came//
From a dior need to succeed in ascension a long//
Sect, brought about the complexity of the ego and we go//
Through a thousand lives just to grasp the concept//
There's a hundred thousand memories upon the alter//
I'll never falter, or fall to vultures//
F**k a pact, unless you have the untapped intact//
Reaction to the fact of lacking action to match//
The bullsh**t that they hatch with their seeds and eggs//
We got it coming when they bleed us dead, need it be said//
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(VERSE3)
Few can see the veil of betrayal were surrounded in//
Pounded in a scale of extremity, vanity is rampant//
Projected by my words stay true to me promise//
Rappers hate me cuz im brutally honest//
My whole neck is difficult, like virtue of 'Toltec'//
Hanging by the edge of a thread, these agreements that i//
Pledge by wont be the Saviour of my nature//
Incredibly they keep me living close to the edge//
With this cryptic critical alternative i offer//
Will get your head spinning like the blades of a chopper//
So cop it swiftly, shift these gears were all pioneers//
Shedding these tears of personality fears//
Inconsequential, speak from the temple//
Beats from the vengeful, be strong yet gentle//
Speech from the pencil, immense in the sense of self//
And hence my health, my brother//
(REPEAT CHORUS)
X2
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