Ghettosocks, Dk, C.L. Smooth, El Da Sensei - The Masters lyrics

Sitting in quarantine, my pen move
Rollin’ some green thinking about my next
Move and what it mean
Pour it all on the blank
Canvas watch it deliver
The artist that could bring it to
Life and paint a picture
Of a people going through rough times
With heavy hearts We lost
So many lives in this world
And paid this cost
Save my prayers for the dead
Keep my mind on this
Money To sacrifice being safe for
Days warm and sunny i'm seeing the bigger
Measures and precautions
For real some people can't sit still
Some days you gotta force
‘em but my light shone brighter
Than thosе who don't cooperate
So fast food that make you insеcure
Underpopulate attention span is thin
Nothing look attractive as the win
That separates the boys from the men
How Smooth blazin’ in Middle of
A pandemic can't let it stop
What I'm doing so epic the masters

Up Last Lost Boys Like the candelabra
Elaborate paint is black Panther's magical
Hand was animated rabbit's
Sad school vans in Atlanta contrast
With the ambulance ambulances
Splash came six actors playing
Global magic counterfeit
Notes float like ghost through
The forgeries but rarely
Break the surface air like a poor piece
Porches leaning against the floorboards
Or fishes waves reach
The shore as the course of bringing corpses
On leaves and palm trees
Provides see pineapples dangle
Heavy like jaundice, grenades
Marmalade scented babes
Lean weight and sun bathe
Undertakers precisely the
Babies who take up the game
The boat not taken seeks machetes to
Navigate the undergrowth as well it
Would vegetation the rattlesnakes of love the
Shields be from the sketch where
While the pen letters in hopes in
The end to be a

Down the trial tribulation mob and for
Jesus open door since door is
This what we hoping for? Road trips
Quiet my face more crowd
More mission Do not try to kill the fans
More and more could be born from
The source Third Realm Electrify
Plants and as
God puts releases back But that
Evolving circumstance beat it round
Dance verbal chants
War with this class and never say
I can't push alone my tribe goes on
Form and bombs through the fire
Lines jersey got more the fly reporter five
Liberal supply crush caution my masking my
Cross him excessive many lives
Tremble some thoughts
On struggle to go to was
A mini book it moves up let me
Bring in the in we make the
Plug oh let it production proper construction
We had even an open discussion