[Kaywhy:] Stop-stop- Stop! ya mind is a knot Untangle it before u try to vibe on my hop So hip with it- sick with it -you'se a dim witted bitch Get with it, you ain't 'bill' gates, we build defenses We build empires you flip scrills for wheels and tires I'm Macguyver, give me fuel you'll feel the fire Shooting higher than assassins in DC I flip it nicer boy, you hafta grasp the CD
[Scatterboxx:] You see me? I'm border-lining mortifying. Now breathe deep. I leave you tucked against corner crying. Panic... it's shades of grey. A canvas is painted grey In anthems... amazing grace Is chanted, ablaze we lace the track. Get wasted & blackout like nights with jaegger. Face the facts- You're just one more lifeless figure. Polyphonic sonic concoctions And toxic songs corrode your mind like acid dropping.
[Hook: Scatterboxx] And every time you hear it, It's the spirit's presence It's the lyric's essence, It's the music that I'm in love with. It's the truest connection. The fuse lit, don't question The lessons learned from the science of it.
[Scatterboxx:] I'm scientific & savage. All mathematics equate to me. The smarter t.I. Call me t.I. eighty-three. I see you fucks waving fake bills, You're bound to slip. I know, Your bling ain't the only thing that's counterfeit. Chatterbox steps on the stage like blao! Equipped with the sound that makes the cripples get down. My flow's tighter And my rhymes glow brighter. Don't believe me? Motherfucker I was shakespeare's ghostwriter.
[Kaywhy:] So best believe in S.O.G. The best OG's with the recipe For rescuing the best old thing We get inside ya head and fuck it up like amphetamines So- oh, ya love it, the power got you bumpin' This the first taste of some positive corruption So follow our instructions STOP with the dumb shit With shades of grey it's all in the bag like some fun dip!
[Hook: Scatterboxx] And every time you hear it, It's the spirit's presence It's the lyric's essence, It's the music that I'm in love with. It's the truest connection. The fuse lit, don't question The lessons learned from the science of it.
[Kaywhy:] And I had a dream, like martin luther king To start a movement, put back the art in this music thing Improving thing moving things forward Newer things, cooler things First let's start with those stupid things Get em out of my house like a tag sale That shits gayer than some pastels, mad stale THROW EM OUT! THROW EM OUT! THROW EM OUT! Kayweasel on the beat, chatterbox close em out!
[Scatterboxx:] ... walk with an ever-growing clout Of egotism. When I speak you people listen. Kill the beat to weak submission. You're... forever searching science. And seeking wisdom Through my realness, sex appeal & Reasoned rhythms Shh. hush now. ... it creeps through my written scripts: Evilness, wickedness. Boy genius is giving it Everything he's got. A race of the mind. A penny for your thoughts... ... bill gate's savings for mine.
[Hook: Scatterboxx] And every time you hear it, It's the spirit's presence It's the lyric's essence, It's the music that I'm in love with. It's the truest connection. The fuse lit, don't question The lessons learned from the science of it.
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Copy to Clipboard: [Kaywhy:] Stop-stop- Stop! ya mind is a knot Untangle it before u try to vibe on my hop So hip with it- sick with it -you'se a dim witted bitch Get with it, you ain't 'bill' gates, we build defenses We build empires you flip scrills for wheels and tires I'm Macguyver, give me fuel you'll feel the fire Shooting higher than assassins in DC I flip it nicer boy, you hafta grasp the CD
[Scatterboxx:] You see me? I'm border-lining mortifying. Now breathe deep. I leave you tucked against corner crying. Panic... it's shades of grey. A canvas is painted grey In anthems... amazing grace Is chanted, ablaze we lace the track. Get wasted & blackout like nights with jaegger. Face the facts- You're just one more lifeless figure. Polyphonic sonic concoctions And toxic songs corrode your mind like acid dropping.
[Hook: Scatterboxx] And every time you hear it, It's the spirit's presence It's the lyric's essence, It's the music that I'm in love with. It's the truest connection. The fuse lit, don't question The lessons learned from the science of it.
[Scatterboxx:] I'm scientific & savage. All mathematics equate to me. The smarter t.I. Call me t.I. eighty-three. I see you fucks waving fake bills, You're bound to slip. I know, Your bling ain't the only thing that's counterfeit. Chatterbox steps on the stage like blao! Equipped with the sound that makes the cripples get down. My flow's tighter And my rhymes glow brighter. Don't believe me? Motherfucker I was shakespeare's ghostwriter.
[Kaywhy:] So best believe in S.O.G. The best OG's with the recipe For rescuing the best old thing We get inside ya head and fuck it up like amphetamines So- oh, ya love it, the power got you bumpin' This the first taste of some positive corruption So follow our instructions STOP with the dumb shit With shades of grey it's all in the bag like some fun dip!
[Hook: Scatterboxx] And every time you hear it, It's the spirit's presence It's the lyric's essence, It's the music that I'm in love with. It's the truest connection. The fuse lit, don't question The lessons learned from the science of it.
[Kaywhy:] And I had a dream, like martin luther king To start a movement, put back the art in this music thing Improving thing moving things forward Newer things, cooler things First let's start with those stupid things Get em out of my house like a tag sale That shits gayer than some pastels, mad stale THROW EM OUT! THROW EM OUT! THROW EM OUT! Kayweasel on the beat, chatterbox close em out!
[Scatterboxx:] ... walk with an ever-growing clout Of egotism. When I speak you people listen. Kill the beat to weak submission. You're... forever searching science. And seeking wisdom Through my realness, sex appeal & Reasoned rhythms Shh. hush now. ... it creeps through my written scripts: Evilness, wickedness. Boy genius is giving it Everything he's got. A race of the mind. A penny for your thoughts... ... bill gate's savings for mine.
[Hook: Scatterboxx] And every time you hear it, It's the spirit's presence It's the lyric's essence, It's the music that I'm in love with. It's the truest connection. The fuse lit, don't question The lessons learned from the science of it.
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