Covenant

Verse 1:

I'm a slave born in a new era

Only room for improvement no space for error

I posses terror like a demon mommas screaming

Dreaming of how i'm scheming so redeeming

I got the wind blowing like a magician smoking

Her throat hurting cuz her tradition is choking

I deliver sick shit with linguistics and crime statistics

Logistics that rep my village like as if I crossed the line of scrimmage

 

Bridge:

Notes on my ipod walking down the street

Taking note of all the new faces that I meet

I write bars as I talk and flow in my sleep

Getting high without even smoking a bag of weed

 

Verse 2:

Switch my flows up dustheads tilt nose up

High as fuck on a sofa watching opera cuz it's october

Yes I may be sober but it's time for sobriety to move over

Let the drugs take your mind waste your time just unwind

Clock is ticking body's slipping blood is dripping oh my

Now what is missing i'm just too lazy bumping Martin Sky

They may ask why and I tell em to live life you must die

Thoughts from the fungi just ask the gemini

 

Bridge:

Launching bottle rockets, see through eye sockets

Rip Bill Gates pockets yet to find no profits

If I wear a tall white hat does that make me the pope?

If I take a quick dab am I really smoking dope?

We say words just to come up with amazing lyrics

But does every word rhyme if were rapping with our spirits?

Living life with no gimmicks until we reach our limits

Then we take some minutes to tell our darkest secrets

 

Verse 3:

I walked on a tight rope between the twin towers

Big blast now i'm falling in bomb showers

Just kidding I was at preschool in Chicago

Little did I know outside was the barrio's vatos

Now I ain't talking no Mario or Luigi

I'm talking thievery of audio and TV

Burglaries is something you live for

Stealing a computer while admiring the decor

As you leave the taco joint say gracias senor

Or a bunch of hermanos will be knocking at your door

Danos el chico blanco efectivo

No habla espanol then el diablo posses your soul

You gringos won't pick up on the lingo

Just remember her open the windows sky pink like flamingos

See through it no microscope pull her in no rope

She bouncing like an antelope I can hear her no stethoscope

 

Bridge:

But you know I can tell the future

Take beats off youtube cuz I can't find a producer

But if i'm the shooter my aim is a sniper

Shoot wise like a writer

Boxer not fighter

If it's the color of goblin cider then you know I need a lighter

I feel smaller than Stuart little, but more upright then a cripple

To you that may seem like an easy task

But in my life I wear different themed masks

What the devil asks I consider cuz in this life i'm just bitter

Drink some liquor hit up twitter act like a sinner

Pull the trigger become a killer

but first tell mother your not going to be home for dinner