Open Mike Eagle, R.A.P. Ferreira, still rift, Video Dave - multi game arcade cabinet lyrics
[Open Mike Eagle, R.A.P. Ferreira, still rift, Video Dave - multi game arcade cabinet lyrics]
Dune city, no one I knew took pity
The moon wit' me
Every utterance a nature sound
Yogibogeybox iridescent, pileus clouds
I study the old scrolls with sincerity
The prosperity of the sole
Proprietor climbed higher
Gin soaked raisins by the fire
While I strum these blues
Duckin' bad news in several precincts
This machine in my hands allows me
To talk with dead niggas
Mitochondrial Eve, the Mocha Lisa
Bogus rebreather
Eyes full of fate, relapsed meat eater
With a hand full of bullet grapes, bodeen
Moving quiet as ghost feet
A sip is earned
The plot dreading this next turn
Yo, I'm the type you either grow
To love or learn to hate
Ain't no in-betweens, I'm either heavy
Or a featherweight
To set it straight, my broken arrows laurels
Folk dancin', last chances
Carved from the ashes of
Wasted olive branches
Technology advances
In the hands of the average
Savagery will make a Stallion
A glue factory defect
My name is only Z, so nothing after me
Respect
The sleep you're getting won't
Be smooth or easy
Disease, plague, and pestilence complete me
Delete me
The vacuum of my absence is
The presence of catastrophe
Everybody on the mountaintop thought
They were man enough
Every hero has a plan until
The blueprint self destructs
Everything the light touches is
Up for discussion
Heavy conversation, ultimatum, bluffing
Then nothing
One, two, ay, ay, ay, ay
I got different trains of thought I invented
I presented back the rental
"What? That panel been dented."
Shady cop stopped my legend
Said my window's too tinted
I sent a text, cause and effect
Regret I sent it
I gets blinted, it helps me stay vented
One time I acted like O-Dog, I was a menace
I take a slow jog, or walk
"What is the difference?" says the walker
Coincidence, says the stalker
"I am not Spider-Man" says Peter Parker
The devil is a lie, my levels always high
I never say goodbye
I fly like a bird who
Never learned how to fly
I just tried and didn't die
Just learn to, learn to fly
One, two, yeah
I went through the back door with Oswald
My codename was The Afro Scofflaw
My grandma was half asshole and half Choctaw
We connected like Black Bolt and Lockjaw
Yeah, I'm Chief Kanisky
I know all your secret history
You got a playlist called
Read the Mint Leaves
I listened and it was all me and Mit'ski
Put dough up, I watch when my coins fail
I think I'm Orson Welles avoiding voicemail
This is phase three, niggas wear paisley
Big shout out to Count Bass D
I'm sleepy, sometimes I'm sneaky
I internet strong, feelings are hurt weekly
I fly the Apache or I'ma guy at the factory
My thing with the times, do divide it exactly
The moon wit' me
Every utterance a nature sound
Yogibogeybox iridescent, pileus clouds
I study the old scrolls with sincerity
The prosperity of the sole
Proprietor climbed higher
Gin soaked raisins by the fire
While I strum these blues
Duckin' bad news in several precincts
This machine in my hands allows me
To talk with dead niggas
Mitochondrial Eve, the Mocha Lisa
Bogus rebreather
Eyes full of fate, relapsed meat eater
With a hand full of bullet grapes, bodeen
Moving quiet as ghost feet
A sip is earned
The plot dreading this next turn
Yo, I'm the type you either grow
To love or learn to hate
Ain't no in-betweens, I'm either heavy
Or a featherweight
To set it straight, my broken arrows laurels
Folk dancin', last chances
Carved from the ashes of
Wasted olive branches
Technology advances
In the hands of the average
Savagery will make a Stallion
A glue factory defect
My name is only Z, so nothing after me
Respect
The sleep you're getting won't
Be smooth or easy
Disease, plague, and pestilence complete me
Delete me
The vacuum of my absence is
The presence of catastrophe
Everybody on the mountaintop thought
They were man enough
Every hero has a plan until
The blueprint self destructs
Everything the light touches is
Up for discussion
Heavy conversation, ultimatum, bluffing
Then nothing
One, two, ay, ay, ay, ay
I got different trains of thought I invented
I presented back the rental
"What? That panel been dented."
Shady cop stopped my legend
Said my window's too tinted
I sent a text, cause and effect
Regret I sent it
I gets blinted, it helps me stay vented
One time I acted like O-Dog, I was a menace
I take a slow jog, or walk
"What is the difference?" says the walker
Coincidence, says the stalker
"I am not Spider-Man" says Peter Parker
The devil is a lie, my levels always high
I never say goodbye
I fly like a bird who
Never learned how to fly
I just tried and didn't die
Just learn to, learn to fly
One, two, yeah
I went through the back door with Oswald
My codename was The Afro Scofflaw
My grandma was half asshole and half Choctaw
We connected like Black Bolt and Lockjaw
Yeah, I'm Chief Kanisky
I know all your secret history
You got a playlist called
Read the Mint Leaves
I listened and it was all me and Mit'ski
Put dough up, I watch when my coins fail
I think I'm Orson Welles avoiding voicemail
This is phase three, niggas wear paisley
Big shout out to Count Bass D
I'm sleepy, sometimes I'm sneaky
I internet strong, feelings are hurt weekly
I fly the Apache or I'ma guy at the factory
My thing with the times, do divide it exactly