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intoxicated eco freestyle - captain of the b7 lyrics

lenses shattered
millions of paranoid
linear paths be scattered
i treat life like a video game
now that’s some stats of madness
bars are hard when i’m bipolar
swinging metaphors, the swords in the boulder
but i’m on my grind
so
when i pay a visit
don’t be tripping on a mission
be tripping with colours in your vision
i could paint the solar system
me and the universe party
f*cking devious white spirit like a bottle of barcadi
no don’t martyr me i’ll be passed out drunk when i’m charted
waking up in the morning in someones car seat
bang out rhymes, cheaply
if you don’t like the sound then don’t jest, don’t decieve me
i’m focused, my breads become barely toasted, and seedy
this how i spend my time if you haven’t noticed, it’s deep sea
your coat of arms is whatever they throw at the tv
spank the snare then i plunge next, easily
i ain’t exactly sonic with this sh*t yet
my logic is logged backwards into the chipset
excuse while i learn reverse steering on flows i’m still engineering
been through so much sh*t it’s good to see a clear ring
but i can finally say i choose this
my own bridge, totally tooth n nail
i flow dis
you know dis
clear your road
i’mma tow this
with a throat trick?
hypnotoad sh*t ?
imagine what i can do with these vocals
boom bap rappers need more focus
an extension chord for when i coast this
i rent alone in this, no notice nomad
i don’t give a f*cking sh*t where you throw stones at
what the tempo is or if the flow pass
shatter your own glass
i’m shadowing the pros class
batten down the hatches
b*tches didn’t like my toe tags
but that’s okay my boats got more sp*ce for more class
the only thing these hoes ride is a f*cking throwback
i need to be inside her hotel bath
humming harmonys on her knee so we both relax
paddle in the bubbles
prosecco that’s a full glass
sh*t are those some troubles
they’ll pass
i can read it and i preach it when i’m on the beat i’m looking like a motherf*cking g*nius
can you feel it, can you breathe it i’m syncing up to the feeling
i couldn’t even give an itty bitty f*ck if my mouth starts steaming
if the mic recieves my breath or the beat missed my rhythm
function a bar like grevious
sh*t get tedious when i’m swingin
pencil snapped a while ago
left the nest just to have a wild go
b*tch start fleeing
spitting out my egg sh*lls
sipping down that breast milk
a yolk? no, now i can tell
jester just a funky rapper smell
like testing up an elaborate plan for sales
b*tch i’m from the no mans land of fails
i got l’s scarred into every mantra i tell myself
i don’t need no motherf*cking underdog back story you b*tches
my mind is a f*cking h*ll
b’s brain an artform that entirely all mad
pivot the pen to before the creation of men
just to say i can animate all that
i raised my mind in a different planet
precursor blessed b*tch that’s how i manaage
pluck the gems like a metal head, extra damage
words orbit like an easter egg
finished? i don’t think we ever met
i’m sick of sprinkling up the lettuce
overthinking just to forget again
now i’m inclined to ride down the rest of these here waves
prove no b*tch ass sillable sillabus test will stop me getting paid
and let me tell ya
2020 start of mission
b*tch who’s ready this just mixin
barely afford the stitchin

- captain of the b7 lyrics

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