operation: r.e.c.e.s.s. - richard. (rapper) lyrics
[intro]
cowabunga!
sick
[verse 1]
let’s take some time to have a little fun
sometimes you just want to have a little bit of fun
even in this dark paradise
let me show you all how it’s done
psyche! i am considered a lame
because i don’t talk down on other people’s names
and i don’t party, and i don’t drank
and i don’t roll up with that dank
well, this is for the introverts, i guess
rather just sit at home with no guests
rather just be alone and don’t dress
up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, start
from the video games, i had to depart
took up too much of time, was cuffing my mind
i wasn’t feeling so sublime, now i’m, on a path
to make a move, i paid my dues
working on my knowledge but dropped of college
i just might get labeled a crazy fool
two and half years of cl-sses
then i just, dropped it like that? oh well
different story to tell, different song to rap
came in with the st–z of spinelli
so everyone knew i was ready
i knew the conditions were heavy
i knew that the truth would be proof
that i needed to do this, i’m doing it
n0body can ruin it, except for me
but oh i’ve got the recipe
to be a living effigy of the stem of jesse
i’m just trying to recline
take some time with my mind
i’m not looking for dimes
i look for divine
i feel like the book’s on decline
so maybe i don’t need a break
until they see me at my wake
i’m awake, i’m alive
comprised of all that i’ve seen
stop making a scene, and start making a team
don’t just wait for a dream
might get placed in a place where the case is the worst
but with proper adjustment you might make it work
with ethics of someone who know’s what it’s worth
and a talent that allows you to go so berserk
that they don’t have an option but to stop and observe
and you profit through knowledge and chopping the turf
leaving a mark in the process of paving the pavement
and get lost in the thought of changing generations
and generating so much energy
that enemies would get lost in amazement
with mazes directing the path
and perfecting the craft in a lab
like come on, take a stab at it
and if they laugh at it, tell them have at it
leave them with less breath than the chest of asthmatics
sheesh, what if he preached?
would he keep speaking like that?
would he slow it a little?
so i could just take a few notes in the middle
i’m sorry, i’ll play you the smallest of fiddles
and gather your vittles then take them
right out of the kitchen we’re serving up serious roles
i rose from those who didn’t contest
my blows are bold, i’ll give them best
recess
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