stop lookn - gifted youngstaz lyrics
verse 1
stop looking, crack rock is cooking
walking off the top while you’re not looking
you seem shooken, you seem ruined
looking incongruent when you used to be so fluent
rhymes mad sick jacking up my throat
coughing up my lyrics and hacking up what i wrote
i won’t choke, i never heard the word don’t
if you’re looking for the chronic you’re in luck cause i’m dope
i’m gonna have to put my stamp up on it
representing for the green not the cash, the chronic
supersonic, hydroponic bubonic onyx i’m on it i’m honored
my mother and my father’s alma-mater
i motherf-cking hate it
why i’m always sedated
always down to get faded
never cool or calculated
what? guess i’m a joke
because i never stopped smoking
and never stopped being broke
faster apollo ono beat is playing in slow-mo
solo because i’m so low
i’m ditching the family photo
pops did, stop this
white kids, frost tips
filthy filipino dropping knowledge better watch this
i’m gonna come up, drop dead when sun up
thinking that n-body else is getting a life equipped with one-up’s
iron rap giant sequoia ‘nigo montoya destroy ya
i’m stressing paranoia like they ’bout to redeploy ya
serenity, enemy, venom spitting weaponry
splitting up my ident-ty, busting up john f. kennedy
i need medicare
cold like frigidaire
love affair
she was fine and life ain’t fair
a square like i’m tienanmen
gentleman with melanin
shooting up pure adrenaline
leaving you in the sediment
devices mnemonic harmonic ebonics i’m getting it
supersonic chronic and vodka tonics i’m drinking it
washington resident, wilson for f-cking president
in the cloud like i’m heaven sent
hitting this like its medicine
tesla would think i’m menacing
pumping ac like edison
storms my people by weathering
hit eject and i jettison
i left the planet, god dammit i f-cking had it
i’ma leave the mic hanging tell me you gon’ snag it
i’m the oracle
wisdom to your auricles
cerebrals melting to caramel
dropping beats with my follow through
and i’ma follow you
ayo, i’m balling like i won the f-cking lotto too
so f-ck you
i’m going undefeated name was trindon holiday
a lyrical monopoly equal to my isosceles
no guarantee
no motherf-cking stopping me
’til then i’ll be spitting abc’s like it was cantonese
following, spitting up rhymes not swallowing
a beat creating monster making tracks but never borrowing
rapping with mad vernacular
filling out facebook captcha’s
world is my diameter
i’m jordan and i’m slamming ya
i’m practical, son
f-ck the taxable funds
because i’m building street cred like it’s capital 1
i ain’t sh-t, motherfronting evident
looking to represent i ain’t got faith in the president
i, fax the facts
caps ’till i collapse
throw attacks at the wax
throw it back that sh-t is whack-
ness, nest life’s a test no stress
ace the game cause i’m the best
repping for the wild west
coast, i’m sp-ce ghost diagnosed
rhymes to boast so haters better get lost
repping for the asiatics
systematic enigmatics
spitting verbals automatic so my style’s post traumatic
ptsd, district number 50
beat threw a hook, i bobbed and weaved and it missed me
lyrics in all capitals
smashing through national capitals
leaving these pages flammable
washington state, it’s taxable
resistance, no ambivalence
messages getting militant
instruments up in increments
magnificent coincidence
breaking free from imprisonment
tearing through busted ligaments
spitting up all my sentiments
using up all the elements
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