BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- 0:00
- On my own in the zone the zoning headed home honing
- Skills holding pils and bills and altogether moulding
- Dope ill tracks no filler all killer gun is smoking
- Fucken floating on air loading the pair of headphones
- In your ears with flow no one can compare
- And I’m not boasting never choking forever
- Revolting and moulting and literally clever as fuck and a fuck
- But fuck it I’m fucking joking hoes cos lucks
- 0:26
- Fucken soaking in flow ...trust he’s folding his dough
- Holding the upright BAR about as high as it goes
- Like a revolving mob of smoking hot rev
- olutionaries that don't rest on the quest to press
- the game on our chests and we came
- to impress with caged rage and ancient finesse on the page
- or on stage we'll ace the test to express our
- distress and finesse you like chess moves
- while we're moving sets and on a mission
- dismissing death threats got a led vest
- and a head that's a bit of a mess
- but little less than genius and I'm must digress
- that I'm doing my best to foolishly shred and
- ghoulishly play sets that raise the dead
- that somebodies me if you doubt me you’ll be at your end
- been around and around surrounded by clowns that ounce for ounce
- are less than a pound and I pounce at the mic mispronounce my name
- and die FREEZE yea I'll read your mind but it's blind and why the evil eye?
- don't even try to phase me kind of crazy pride is crazy high
- and lately guys are fake and fate is paving ways for making waves
- and the waves are breaking at my beach I'm gonna teach ya
- what is speech at speak at speeds that scare the beat beneath
- indeed I'm sweet and need to be sedated a little a blade and a pistol
- couldn't slay me I'm half man half lizard and lucks a fucking wizard of rhymes
- in the blizzard of times this is a sign that two brilliant minds can colluse and collide
- and uproot and defy the rude broods of guys who screwed the music with the lies
- now hear the truth come at you like a twister we're no mysterayy it's The Blizzard
- and the wizard babe and we came to change the game.
- 1:25
- I don’t know how to find me when I’m lost
- I don’t know how to speed up slowdown how to start or stop
- I don’t know how to be friendly when I talk to cops
- But I know how to make your neck and head pop
- I don’t know how to sing without the sound of blues
- I don’t know how to see the win when I lose
- I don’t know how to give a tour of the Louvre
- But I know how to make your whole body move and groove
- 1:49
- I dream of having a manage a twa with my pet lizard,
- A wizard
- and my nigg**(BEEP IT) grandma who uses twizzlers as straws
- was a prisoner of War and pisses all over the Bathroom
- floor at 4:44 bumping 4:44 even though she deaf
- she still a thug don't get shook and she ain't nothing
- like a halfway crook but reads books halfway
- and snaps them in half afraid of what the ending
- might hold she's cold on the inside awaiting her death
- while I'm awaiting her death and waiting and waiting
- for her to just drop dead I'd take her wallet her
- calling cards and her head and I'd call a retard
- and laugh at him cause he's never read.
- I'm a mean guy to pets that pee green and eat grass
- and it's a pain in the ass
- to see them pee I must be mean
- but I never feed um they eat their own shit
- because they Are dogs and they enjoy it
- 2:36
- I don’t know how to find me when I’m lost
- I don’t know how to speed up slowdown how to start or stop
- I don’t know how to be friendly when I talk to cops
- But I know how to make your neck and head pop
- I don’t know how to sing without the sound of blues
- I don’t know how to see the win when I lose
- I don’t know how to give a tour of the Louvre
- But I know how to make your whole body move and groove
- 3:00
- my mother raised a gunner that speaks his mind
- and his minds a stunner that lights the night up with wonders
- for when he fights the for rights that we must recover
- to trust each other and stop rusting brother
- it's disgusting discusssing the things
- that we know are disrupting but nobodies nuts enough
- to fuck shit up and try their luck high as fuck on life
- and sucks that minds are stuck confined in gunk
- I find the funk inside and chuck lines that debunk the
- lies and your eyes widen
- from my tightness priceless timeless niceness
- blinded from the light and lightning strikes of guiding
- righteous rhymes a crisis on a ride riding beats
- and fighting
- time and finding time to breath is my only problem lonely I
- am slowly dying but mostlyn I always feel ALLLIIIVE addictive
- distinctive destructive convicted of being afflicted with a twisted
- gift I'll get acquitted BUT ILL NEVER QUIT I'm wicked as shit
- came here to uplift came near to death but when I thought it
- was my final breath my primal dread brought me to a sweat and
- I jumped up outta my bed pumped up my fist and took off my gown
- and just left cause the crown needs to crown somebodies head and
- Got more game than King James
- and Lord knows I'm a King babe
- Who sings, slays, owns whips, chains, and slingblades
- and grows wings when he uncages his soul
- the ancient black hole
- snaps closed
- with his mad prose
- And facts show
- He'll never ever slow
- Forever in any weather
- He'll weather the snow
- Shoot a Fed at Show
- Soon He'll be dead I'll know
- I did that and I'll glout and boast
- Move to France and buy a boat
- Learn to dance and dress fly and do Coke
- I guess I'm the best guy from bed stuy
- On a meth high head held high on life
- And wet knives....blood drips I'm thuggish
- What can I say I was raised like rubbish
- So fuck it. This world I'm gonna run it.
- 3:52
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