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fog rolling in - quadroon lyrics

fog rolling in lyrics
the moment, b4, the moment, we playing some battleship
hit a man’s heart and you rattled it, like a castled prince
cess, waiting for they knight in shining armor… yeah, well
looking at the light*in shining on ya like it wanna wanna

be your friend, siezed my sense and approach
the blackboard with a piece of chalk i’ve squeezing tense
since, demon talk been repeating in my head
again, again, again, again

out the void, i arise
shout the boy, he back, shot the point, relapsed
got to thе point, where, well
hе needed that

straight fiendin rap, play beats on repeat like a fiend for crack
see’s the land, of
forever ever never like peter pan
like we taking back, what we feeding them

like we breaking that, into pieces
getting these familes all they visa’s
educating all the teachers
delivering truth like pizzas

geeze, louis, there be some, f*cking up people
that ain’t want nothing but an ego in they earhole to calm them down
thats deep bro, and volatile, that people, all inside
they ego only looking through a peephole, on your pride
its essentially, intentionality
sequestered speachs flows seemlessly
sequentially out the mouth of the expert t**th
with that, tongue n cheek

recipe, they testing me, i confess to be
very stressed indeed, but electrically got energy
from my brain to my vanes, now, breaking yall down moleculary
this sh*t is easy as middle school chemistry

elementary, walking on heavens feet with an angel step
and the devils breath, what is meant for me
is whats left for me, if i live within three centuries
dont send for me

just let it be, im no reverie, with a pedigree
just a nomad, lone dad, sailing the seven seas
with a sense to be, natural
and a pen to be actual
hence we be, fighting againt, entropy
on the fence like anenome
(1:51) is that an enemy, oh it better be?

rolled up to the addy with some, i brought the snare to
your kick drum, spitting so many rhymes you might just miss one, uh
history’s the mystery god writes when he messed up
poking his chest up, holding a chestnut* (like) lets get it cracking
imma pen n pad man, always been a th*rn in a side
to those born with a pride*stay smoking your blessings
im sure that ill die, because of distractions
this passion you hearing is vocal focus turned magic

infecting first the masses, and then directing a certain passage
a verbal paths, full of verbs, nouns ands adjectives
i gargle saltw*ter and gurgle like gargoyls in girdles
these garments i fashion will never fade*they style eternal

vile, person, spitting rhymes from a dyed journal
you’ve lived inside a sh*ll, but i’m the turtle
i pile pearl p*ssy’s ready to pop like kernels
atop my d*ck, ready to nut, like a foul squirrel

so you can bet its getting wetter than my flow, like a fountain of squirtles
stepping through the snow, ive walked the mountain of hurdles
electric with this, weaponed spitting, this un
edited edition, never repetitive like a salad of circles

i could, challenge at portal’s ability to transport
like gender’s game, lets dismember names and sever aims
to never again let the lesser man take control
of the better brain, its like yin n yang

deliverin pain, i could t give a f*ck if you remember the name
im spitting so clever, you call me tweety bird*sylvester’s been slain
but ill never tweet a word, ive never been enslaved to
the desire to share my self image like a sale*thats insane
making waves, and yall surf is surface
i service earnest verses like sermons in churches taming serpents
my edge is, deeper than your crevis, i said it
i meant it, won’t repeat it, im not repetitive/did i stutter

spitting b*tter like an engine full of margerine
charging n stomping in, demanding consciousness
and all of its consequences, that means equality
and divinity turning into realities from possibilities constantly

(3:32)

accurately, i move, tactically as war, strategies
gradually, as we, explore more, brutality n, slavery
arrise in the eyes of the enterprise, its prized
possesion is a weapon known as common sense, friend

if you catch my gist, you can glide through the myths
in the minds of the kids who disguise themsleves as adults
catapult rhymes eternally, like journal entires
through my journey, speak and so it be, radical

my thoughts, i want, to dismantle the government
im done with it, stuck in this land of this punishment*
headed on sabatical, sattled up for the cruise
into the never ending cycle of me and you, the one turned two

- quadroon lyrics

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