InDJnous, Linoskiii - Recap letra de (lyrics)

Get off your ass
Brother go and reach your goals
Cos you ain't doing one thing to
Try and make the world yours
Procrastinating, waiting up until
The last minute sorta like having a car
Trying to drive with no gas in it
Surprisingly, when I pick up a pen
I'm passionate
Passing all of my energy 'til
My fingertips capture it
My flow's immaculate, killing beats when I
Tackle them, practicing like it's calculus
Accurately describes it best
This rapping shit is mathematics and
You suck at it let's just say that you
Haven't necessarily mastered it
Keep at it, man, like I did
And now I'm a champion
Even those that hate me can't tell me
Shit cos my rhymes are sick
I treat the music that I make like an amulet
Top notch verbalism advocate when
I'm on this shit
My name's Linoskiii, or Lino for
Short, or Lino Skywalker
Homie as long as you know the flow


I'm from Koreatown, I chill in Mid-City
Though
Over by and West, close to the liquor store
Chilling at my homie
Andre's pad with the local squad
They know I got love for the homies
That post up on the block
I don't forget none of the
Homies I grew up with
Some of them locked up cos
Some of them got corrupted
But when you think about it
Man nobody's really free
I grew up as a writer
That banging shit wasn't really me
Shoutout to my homies using gems repping
They always had a little homie's back
When it came to beef
I put the arsenal down and picked up a mic
Son
Cos everything released won't get buffed
Out in one night, son
So when I'm dead my voice
Will still echo endlessly
Then you'll understand how genius my
Lyrics were meant to be
Sent to be intellectually lyric for centuries
Lino Skywalker
I'm barely starting my legacy

I started rapping like back in eleventh grade
Comparing it to now
I think that I've improved my wordplay
I used to go to JUICE on
8th and Vermont every Thursday
Listening to local cats
I thought that shit was dope as fuck
How they represented the neighborhoods
I was from but, yo, when I was thirteen
Cycle round with 2Mex had me feeling like
Brown was the thing to be
My inspirations to try and be a dope emcee
But, check, i hope one day you grab my
Music and reflect on it
And listen to my word choice and
Wonder what I meant by 'em
The sentiment I seem to put
Into my sentences is equal
To the love a young mother
Has for her infant, man
I'm not a so I'm open to a lot
It's not the only kind of hip-hop
It's just the kind I love
The kind I choose to make cos
It's coming from my heart
And if you dig it then for sure, homes
To me it means a lot