C-Lance, Slaine, Esoteric, Termanology - Last Wishes lyrics
[C-Lance, Slaine, Esoteric, Termanology - Last Wishes lyrics]
Yo, Ology, turn up, uh!
Underground King, highly underrated
20 years in, and now I sound dated
I didn't sell the most
I didn't stream the most
But my beats the best and
My rhymes mean the most
Most consistent ass whippings I
Got mad writtens
Wrapped up killers wrap them
Up inside the rapture rockin' rings like RZA
King pen like Chilla on the
Flight overnights on Brazilla!
Respected by the drug dealers in my hometown
'Cause, I was with them 'fore they
Watch how it go down
I spin thе block now a wrist rock down
Get a game of blueprints thеy get shot down
They got fake pages, they some catfishers
Fuck wit' me and you'll be
Breathin' out your last wishes
I treat every track like I'm on smack
I don't waste a bar all I do is raise the bar
And ohh the pain and misery, misery!
I can't explain what they did
To me in the game the misery the pain
I'm clinically insane from it
Mouth closed, ears open you can gain from it
Take a page from it, get out they lames on it
(Let's go)
Wanna live a private life but I stay public
Rap God with a dad bod Bubba Ray stomach
(Ha ha ha) or better yet Abdullah or Kamala
My style of rhyme comes from the
Modern heart use a mystic cart
I'll infer to my name
Like an arsonistic John Burns
Career wise you took a wrong turn
When the soul lacks despairs
They save the best for last
I'm haunted, up on the last stash
On the left for cash, i flaunt it
I didn't like that verse beating you, son
But then he cut me off a real one
I got the whip and gave me
This shit with new drums
Now ain't no pain and misery no more
We go to war and make
Some shit that's gruesome
And ohh the pain and misery, misery!
Ohh the pain and misery, misery!
What up C-Lance?
See I been cooking with gas and
Got some more in the kitchen
The delusions of grandeur
Distorted the vision
Hopes of covered up fans there
But more of a mission
Of the Taurus in hand yeah it's war nutrition
To survive we learn to thrife
In disorder and friction
We got poison and jewels feed
Some sort of addiction
But the best than you can you
Use right is your intuition
Get yourself set properly and storm position
Lookin' back at things it seems I
Came a long way certainly
I remember eyes peekin' out
The sides of Mercuries
I remember times with the
Designs were murkin' me
We're intertwined more foul energy
Seem to circle me, berserk to me
Fate would come and shift the weather
Have the piece fit together perfectly
Bird of a gifted feather, words
That can live forever
Music for the centuries
Anything is possible but some shit
Is just meant to be
And ohh the pain!
Underground King, highly underrated
20 years in, and now I sound dated
I didn't sell the most
I didn't stream the most
But my beats the best and
My rhymes mean the most
Most consistent ass whippings I
Got mad writtens
Wrapped up killers wrap them
Up inside the rapture rockin' rings like RZA
King pen like Chilla on the
Flight overnights on Brazilla!
Respected by the drug dealers in my hometown
'Cause, I was with them 'fore they
Watch how it go down
I spin thе block now a wrist rock down
Get a game of blueprints thеy get shot down
They got fake pages, they some catfishers
Fuck wit' me and you'll be
Breathin' out your last wishes
I treat every track like I'm on smack
I don't waste a bar all I do is raise the bar
And ohh the pain and misery, misery!
I can't explain what they did
To me in the game the misery the pain
I'm clinically insane from it
Mouth closed, ears open you can gain from it
Take a page from it, get out they lames on it
(Let's go)
Wanna live a private life but I stay public
Rap God with a dad bod Bubba Ray stomach
(Ha ha ha) or better yet Abdullah or Kamala
My style of rhyme comes from the
Modern heart use a mystic cart
I'll infer to my name
Like an arsonistic John Burns
Career wise you took a wrong turn
When the soul lacks despairs
They save the best for last
I'm haunted, up on the last stash
On the left for cash, i flaunt it
I didn't like that verse beating you, son
But then he cut me off a real one
I got the whip and gave me
This shit with new drums
Now ain't no pain and misery no more
We go to war and make
Some shit that's gruesome
And ohh the pain and misery, misery!
Ohh the pain and misery, misery!
What up C-Lance?
See I been cooking with gas and
Got some more in the kitchen
The delusions of grandeur
Distorted the vision
Hopes of covered up fans there
But more of a mission
Of the Taurus in hand yeah it's war nutrition
To survive we learn to thrife
In disorder and friction
We got poison and jewels feed
Some sort of addiction
But the best than you can you
Use right is your intuition
Get yourself set properly and storm position
Lookin' back at things it seems I
Came a long way certainly
I remember eyes peekin' out
The sides of Mercuries
I remember times with the
Designs were murkin' me
We're intertwined more foul energy
Seem to circle me, berserk to me
Fate would come and shift the weather
Have the piece fit together perfectly
Bird of a gifted feather, words
That can live forever
Music for the centuries
Anything is possible but some shit
Is just meant to be
And ohh the pain!