Nowadays (Lil Skies Tribute)

Nowday's we know rap is dying,

Nowday's new schoolers vibin'

To a whole lot of nothin' (x2)

 

Rap is bleeding by the throat

aint' no way it's mapped to cave in on the road, it's not easy to control, but all we know is that it's hard to start breathin, until Adam gets even with all the shit we've been seeing, Jewellery cropped round the spleen and usually we don't

drop unless we see/sea whats abroad but I gotta admit I got the feelin' that it aint' gonna stop until we peal em' from top to bottom and stop a minute and top it off with some seasoning, and mumble fuckers I gotta' let you know, I've clocked you by the minute and I don't mean no episodes, I got a pulse like an Eel and It's gonna be electrical, cause I'll inspect your flows from the minute you steal em', because I got detective implemented in text on the bridges of my spectacles I'm already a head, did you hear that? a fucking inspector calls...

You're fishing for art, I guess you're artificial,

problem is you couldn't catch a bar if it bit you in the arm, and scared you and it left raw tissue with shark initials, my lyrics are sharp and vicious, and hit you like darts when you're reminiscing about the last bar that caught you slippin', pardon mister, but this mumble rap is making you retarded don't you get it it's a disregarded issue, .. (My patience is thinner than insinuations, there is no limitations for the imitators, I woulda heard something more creative if I gave a kid in an incubator pen and paper, and said I read it later cause I'm dedicated to bringing rap up like an elevator)...