Too bowlegged to move smoovly my gait groovy
Ya rhymes I often find too obtuse to amuse me
Today blew me
Forever fated death is looming
My mood is gloomy
You want a change you f*cking sue me
My cheeks I'm chewing
Misaligned, my jaws I'm tuning
I'll begets the music
I rise, then stands the music
I'm the theory proven
Hard times and fury mewlings
I'm omega mutant
Jean Grey and Bobby Drake all in Jesus name
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
You too dumb-headed to go get it
Jus forget it
I let the beat ride
And let the flow get it
You square, shit I'll stretch it out to rectangles
Third eye panoramic seeing all the angles
False prophets they gold coppin they mouth won't stop
Jaw flappin when they rappin top hat cappin
I close my eyes and let the music illustrate what I see
On god word is bound pray my soul he will keep
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
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Too bowlegged to move smoovly my gait groovy
Ya rhymes I often find too obtuse to amuse me
Today blew me
Forever fated death is looming
My mood is gloomy
You want a change you f*cking sue me
My cheeks I'm chewing
Misaligned, my jaws I'm tuning
I'll begets the music
I rise, then stands the music
I'm the theory proven
Hard times and fury mewlings
I'm omega mutant
Jean Grey and Bobby Drake all in Jesus name
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
You too dumb-headed to go get it
Jus forget it
I let the beat ride
And let the flow get it
You square, shit I'll stretch it out to rectangles
Third eye panoramic seeing all the angles
False prophets they gold coppin they mouth won't stop
Jaw flappin when they rappin top hat cappin
I close my eyes and let the music illustrate what I see
On god word is bound pray my soul he will keep
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
Ya rhymes I often find too obtuse to amuse me
Today blew me
Forever fated death is looming
My mood is gloomy
You want a change you f*cking sue me
My cheeks I'm chewing
Misaligned, my jaws I'm tuning
I'll begets the music
I rise, then stands the music
I'm the theory proven
Hard times and fury mewlings
I'm omega mutant
Jean Grey and Bobby Drake all in Jesus name
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
You too dumb-headed to go get it
Jus forget it
I let the beat ride
And let the flow get it
You square, shit I'll stretch it out to rectangles
Third eye panoramic seeing all the angles
False prophets they gold coppin they mouth won't stop
Jaw flappin when they rappin top hat cappin
I close my eyes and let the music illustrate what I see
On god word is bound pray my soul he will keep
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
I pray
I cry
I meditate
Always knew my fate
All along
A waste of space
Crawled in through the gate
Crowded bridges on my latest tape
I pencil verses in the margin space
Writer: Nathaniel Ezell
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