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e.t. #snapthis - blaine lyrics

bleeding on pen and paper/
surrounded by hookah vapor/no a james earl jones/
but i’m a ‘in-a-vader’/so i’d never claim king/
and i’d never claim savior/just meditate and catch/
cosmic waves from the craters/more ambience than ambien/
in a ambulance/flow colder than rigamortis/
beneath a avalanche/this lyrical -ssault/
brings the video to a halt/call it the my 9/11/
on a new york loft/not to be subliminal/
this poetic buckshot/since we ain’t cool/
your careers in chalk/see a true poet snaps/
and poetics become scr-ps/like i’m fist fighting while pen writing/
my last gasp/when you poetic snap/
i poetically collapse/and telepath a telegraph/
of sk!ll you lack/ima poet with potions/
phones focus can’t grasp/hashtag no thumbs/
but everyone will thumb snap/so grab a iphone/
mr. poetic snaps/besides whenimondamic/
only highercreed gets a p-ss/foot bills with sk!ll/
flowin freer than krill/keeping b-tches in check/
like i had a nike deal/i’m second bar none/
in the worst case to one/and he in my crew/
so it’s compet-tive fun/padawon from babylon/
rather speak then babble on/like to rebel and raise treble/
from dusk til’ i see dawn/super storm sandy/
and the wrath of katrina/my thought process elevating/
cause i’m smoking on shisha/the height of aliyah/
i’ll always over-sea-ya/and i only look down/
cause i bow to jesus/but i travel galaxy’s/
flying with some foamposites/we cold boxing hookah/
like exhausts of rockets/blaine as insane/
as a mental frame deranged/you only know his story/
when you’ve felt ones pein/words of nagato/
this will be history tomorrow/for pressing play/
i thank you for the time borrowed/remember, remember/
the 5th of november/this is late june/
with the temp of december/hallucinate on that/
ima rhyme above this/if the bar has the liquor/
i’m the hangovers gift/a kingpen/
with minks covered in ink/if peta could pick peppers/
this is animalistic instinct/in a precinct/
where the inn stinks/k!ller instinct/
f-ck it/
im what happens when you let the mothaf-ckin’ ink think/chief thunder/
2 light sabers/sabrewulf/
with yelawolfs anger/homage to fiasco/
never dumbin down/and to all outkast/
this is where i’m found/extra-terrestrial/and if i ain’t in ya top 3/
thats a story that shouldn’t be/my only compet-tion was on his story/
flow free/

- blaine lyrics

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