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856 - scientiphika lyrics

brought to you by some 80s children, i was high out the gate, these are the breaks, hp resilant, ion even age, no adrenochrome needed, unseen behind the rays, chameleon like adjustments to how its laid, only features are my aces, try to label us spades your seeing clubs like baby mommas whos mans is in the state pen, di told y’all we making statements and that’s off presence alone, regain my essence when stoned, can’t be hopping in sessions in just any section especially if its too many heads to one bone, 4s the max, h**rder of raps, spit so much heat it’s to the point my lungs are scorched, blackened, at the core i’m a dragon, nostrils releasing smoke, try me and you’ll only be playing yaself like bemo, on the daily my peak grows, evoking your higher self when i freak poems, it ain’t nothing but leaves floating on a zephyr, you ain’t nothing but a peice on a chessboard, allow that to fester

(break)
like what are we really doing here?
this is hip hop is it not?
if you ask me, you naggers is slacking
i been running this sh*t all year, 2020 n*gga
856 (x3)
i ain’t going nowhere, yeah, talk that sh*t again, talk that sh*t again

(verse 2)
i stay up, on my insomniac, calmly react to any nonsense, bombs decapitate false kings, instrumentals get my blood pulsing, it was once a time when my flow was repulsive, can’t count how many nights i trained my vocals, you lames will remain local, enter my lane and get totaled, ronge aims the focal, we multifaceted, tapping into the akasha, getting higher than rastafarians, came here to party and bullsh*t, simultaneously on that marcus garvey, revolt sh*t, my n*ggas might start a cult and split the nation down the middle, i sit adjacent to malcolm little, xing out these mark n*ggas, cool with b*tches that’ll hex your heart n*gga, have you forever miserable, they be performing satanic rituals, i’m not your typical, hits are critical, twist medicinal, flip it fig or literal, mvp, you know my sh*t is pivitol, script in scribbles, switch your dribble and you still couldn’t handle me, couldn’t hold a candle to me, whoever wants it can step up for a dismantling, spirit channeling, s*xing succubus when i’m dreaming, know that you’re f*cking with a heathen, clarion with the familiar, real recognize real and these n*ggas is looking unfamiliar

856 (x3)
scientiphika

- scientiphika lyrics

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