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i got - elusive lyrics

[hook] {x2}
i got goals to explore for, love to extend
i got good with the wordplay i got to admit
i got no time for those that wanna smoke me in the end
that’s why i even got friends with enemies mixed in

[verse one]
i got up early with the early birds, whistling in the sunshine
pondering my day i laid awake until it’s lunchtime
elusive feeds me beats that takes my mind away from appet-te
tripping on a friend that past, pondering the afterlife
track your raps like satellites that amplify my chatter tight
moralities that battle right, no one can defend against
the unwritten agenda list you only have so long
so it came within their past life, put it down until i’m gone
i’m a lone star gazer known from afar
blaze a constellation l’ron and rip the bar apart
cross my heart to spark the mark, [?] without a band
emotionless conduct and chilling in a b-boy stance
and what i got by chance is the chance to spit a jaw full
some might say it’s raw while others take my talk as awful
i take it and it’s all cool
tweak it like i want to
my music is a special type of vessel that can haunt you
in and out my psyche might be too much for your ticker
i got plans upon plans upon plans n-gga

[hook]

[verse two]
i got this here, hymn like church
perched by that pitch
switched by that
split second beckon call
to all of y’all with thinning ears
distance lookin’ here, listen
i’ma take you on this mission because i got the key
i think, i got my name from [?] who’s name was bolded
and as soon as you can throw me you should tell me no can hold me
i got only positivity to pump out of my music
i got sorrow in my soul so i amplify the truth sh-t
move from my blueprint, coded in the skys
got a book of shorts i wrote and some songs about my life
i got a mic that always taunts me, especially when i’m tired
got me rhyming rapid fire [?]
diversify, keep it
facetious mc sh-t
riding on the median, studying past thinkers
and i try to avoid the fingers that get sticky in my pockets
but a snake gon’ be a snake so i profit from the knowledge
now i polish with some head sp-ce to mediate and zone
got a way out way with words and i call it all my own

[hook]

- elusive lyrics

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