Sol Messiah, Sa-Roc, Slug, Aesop Rock - Rhymeslayers lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Sol Messiah, Sa-Roc, Slug, Aesop Rock - Rhymeslayers lyrics]
I tighten up my laces and
Focus on my breathin'
It's like I'm meditating
I'm just floating on the ceilin'
But once I felt the
The energy remembers me, it welcomes me
It squeezes
Gotta ease the mind of any kind of grievance
Unless it motivates to help me
Try to find the reasons
Otherwise potentially could trap you
Now you sealed in
And ain't no traffic happening if we
Don't make the wheels spin
Did my stretches before I started reachin'
Got out of my feelings so
I could process my healin'
I was raised in a village
Of Vikings and thieves
Then I'm still most ill when
I'm rhymin' and stealin'
There's no pitch to miss when
You've missed a few seasons
I've missed museums like I've
Missed New Zealand i'm freezing
Still getting little to no sleep
But still got dreams to follow
Still schemin'
Red flag, red flags, run the whole red bag
Loose screw
I do run run through the hell half
Cast spells that spell death for smelt rats
The well checkered past smell
Of cigarette ash green mold
Week old coffee on the treasure map
Charred terra with no available medevac
I spark terror in the heart of any paragon
Say cheese, half a Duane Reed in my carry on
Hit the party parts spirit from the pantheon
His camry drawin crop circles
On your fancy lawn
The handle like a manowar ran ashore
Sure as you mother fkrs are candy corn
Whammy
I play as a purveyor of the good stuff
Who’s what, sugar hill or sugar pills
Choose one
Scuffed shoes, one man, earth, moon sun
Zodiac zoo moving through his goose bumps
I heard a lot of critics
Wanna leave my name out of the best runnin'
But I'll never take the same route
Twice and they can't figure out
My patterns or routine
I just might be Jackie Joyner
Makin' laps around your team
But my tactics are extreme
Give 'em hell for the hobby of it
Focus on my breathin'
It's like I'm meditating
I'm just floating on the ceilin'
But once I felt the
The energy remembers me, it welcomes me
It squeezes
Gotta ease the mind of any kind of grievance
Unless it motivates to help me
Try to find the reasons
Otherwise potentially could trap you
Now you sealed in
And ain't no traffic happening if we
Don't make the wheels spin
Did my stretches before I started reachin'
Got out of my feelings so
I could process my healin'
I was raised in a village
Of Vikings and thieves
Then I'm still most ill when
I'm rhymin' and stealin'
There's no pitch to miss when
You've missed a few seasons
I've missed museums like I've
Missed New Zealand i'm freezing
Still getting little to no sleep
But still got dreams to follow
Still schemin'
Red flag, red flags, run the whole red bag
Loose screw
I do run run through the hell half
Cast spells that spell death for smelt rats
The well checkered past smell
Of cigarette ash green mold
Week old coffee on the treasure map
Charred terra with no available medevac
I spark terror in the heart of any paragon
Say cheese, half a Duane Reed in my carry on
Hit the party parts spirit from the pantheon
His camry drawin crop circles
On your fancy lawn
The handle like a manowar ran ashore
Sure as you mother fkrs are candy corn
Whammy
I play as a purveyor of the good stuff
Who’s what, sugar hill or sugar pills
Choose one
Scuffed shoes, one man, earth, moon sun
Zodiac zoo moving through his goose bumps
I heard a lot of critics
Wanna leave my name out of the best runnin'
But I'll never take the same route
Twice and they can't figure out
My patterns or routine
I just might be Jackie Joyner
Makin' laps around your team
But my tactics are extreme
Give 'em hell for the hobby of it