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dotted lines & commas - blixxack lyrics

(blixxack)
been the realest to rock this
menace to rappers
spit dope, the listeners hittin rock like will at the oscars
i stay sharp as the needles stickin out of a cactus
switch to a sickle
then rip you as quick as velociraptors

speakin of which, i’m goin for swishes like vincent carter
spit while i see them sleepin on me and convinced i’m the hardest
carvin lines over heads, share a vision with barbers
the flow so pure, it could carry sins of the martyrs
a team of warriors with me, we never needed demarcus
been in the league with the smartest, this the season of harvest
left the bull sh*t for net profit, blazin sh*t like lamarcus
and i couldn’t see defeat, i ain’t tarantino with arches

target subpar rhymers who we know peddling garbage
few numbers moved, but see the mark that i left on the market
focus never miss when i hit, could be one h*ll of a marksman
keep them mean sixteens tucked inside of secret compartments

god blessed me with different sk!lls, yeah them
writtens is charming
physician*type of precision, hands been gifted as carson
the features come for free coz i see no reason to charge and
if i ever mention fees these mcs would plead for a bargain

got a tisha campbell as gina, happy to be a martin
ma ***’s gotta be sharp, like i love me diggin a garden
she get feely touchy, b*lls in her court then a n*gga harden
she ask to be choked…reggie versus the knicks in the garden

oui oui, the french on this we gon pardon
umma keep it 300, like chief keef as a spartan
equipped with insane drive, got a speed ticket for parking
weak n*ggas see carnage, while we merely just sparring
elite talk here so what y’all hearin is jargon
beats been gettin eaten weekly since last year i been starvin
the used to be top tiers dissapeared, this is escarpment
i’m creme de la creme, and your missin pic’s on a carton

this simba can’t be wait to be king, could easily scar them
best believe he on trees, coz the mood can swing like he tarzan
no hooks needs just bring the beats and guitars in
we got limitless writtens, that’s the secret we martian

(hd)
me & bro*bro got closer since he departed
so nowadays we rap, but it’s like we’re
sequencing karma’s
everything’s to give to ensure i’m keeping my promise
this very moment i’m moses, the oceans keep
being parted

you can (sniff) smell by the joint that there’s
potent weed in the projects
lately i’m plant based, though i know the beef’s
at a bargain
i see them try to downplay what they see we’ve
accomplished
from swept under the rugs, now we
vacuum cleaning the carpets
the game’s.. hungry for more & it’s me feeding them, marcus
we were flooding the streets, and now we’re
bleeding the markets
anti social, i can’t do meet & greets with you
artists
frequent award shows though, i keep meeting
the targets

so, don’t just dart and try to compete with a
marksman
fantasy league pro’s, that’s not on the green with the starters
charged up, i’d respond to the views you leave in them comments
i’d tweet but i prefer when the sneakers squeak on the canvas

(stress*free) i’m honest & blessed, you preeing the garments?
lately swapped the blacks & whites, for some reds & greens in the closet
so the, outlook’s kinda brighter, inside i’m really the darkest
either bind or just befriend the legion of demons i harness?

legacy’s on my conscience, pedigree mm*m monstrous
memories of the c*ckpits, my energy’s for the moshpits
not the mc’s, that’s at gigs, speaking the hardest
we’re vultures, we don’t leave no sliver of skin
on the carcass

might’ve raised the bar, but they know we fling it the furthest
and we don’t ask permission now, nor are we seeking a pardon
know where you stand among all these moving pieces & objects
in this family business, fans put a few g’s in my pockets

checked myself & i stopped agreeing to nonsense
i mean what’s a dotted line then if we ain’t seeing the commas
all we need is the profits, ain’t no need for the optics
til we go from blind faith to revolting seeing the options

and we don’t need a challenge, a cause, a reason, a concept
know we’ll execute it, and shoot a season of content
pack punches, beat the bars in, end everything that our opps in
it’s either treason or arson in case they’re ringing the cops in

still keep the peace but i know they seeking a conflict
cease*fire, but know i’m open to breaching the charters
slaving for whips and chains, but with hopes of keeping the masters
lucid, dreams of even surpassing the kiernan’s & cassper’s

y’all can’t stand with us, only a few that’s ticking the boxes
kemi taught me, hold the vision, believe in the process
so i, sowed the seeds, now i’m overseeing the garden
but, round here, we slaughter the goats that bleat at the farmers so
go head, yeah..

- blixxack lyrics

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