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abstract thoughtz - isis (remix) lyrics

[hook: chance connor]

abstract on survival
mode k!llin’ rappers dead on arrival (whoa)
this isn’t somethin’ to die for
i go over they heads just like a light bulb
too bad it didn’t switch (nope!)
you should’ve stayed lowkey (lowkey!)
get it? cause the chopper bout to sing
you goin’ out on a mothaf-ckin’ high note
i go

[verse 1: j ordinary]

hard penetrate just to integrate
my ideas in a sp-ce that i infiltrate
no need for an interrogation
head shots no second guessin’ and there’s no debatin’
scared stiff see ya scared gotcha hands shaking
this is ice cold murder when it’s said and done
wit a pen k!ll’em all see the wars begun
don’t bring nothin’ if you’re afraid to lose
my goals made me rude so i don’t got time to baby fools
didn’t make me crude but i promise that they give me fuel
to get mines so i’m blind to anyone not flying with they shine
i’m crushing the weak minds reforming ’em to my lines
guiding em down a path to be as ice as the dark times
it’s like a man is founding a gold mine
it’s a goal of mine seeing my ideas comin’ to fruition
i feel a new power inside jordinary feel legendary
as he creates his era in time
wit a fair line that’ll take ya farther back than lebron’s old hair line
anybody seeing us and it’s their time
and n-gg-s mad that they on the defense
little p-ss-es dressed in sequins
and they can’t really stand the heat
of the beef when they enter this time sequence
and ima give they -ss what these p-ss-es seekin’
beat em up and leave that -ss f-ckin’ leakin
it’s jordinary far from the ordinary
n-gg-s mad cause i been extraordinary

[refrain: chance connor]

i know what y’all been thinking
where them abstract boys at?
i know, talk is cheap
actions are priceless
but right now? we action mothaf-ckin’ jackson
ayo j, what we on?

[hook: j ordinary & chance connor]

abstract on survival
mode k!llin’ rappers dead on arrival (yuh!)
this isn’t somethin’ to die for
i go over their heads just like a light bulb
too bad it didn’t switch (oh no)
you should’ve stayed lowkey (lowkey)
get it? cause the chopper bout to sing
you goin’ out on a mothaf-ckin’ high note
i go

[verse 2: chance connor & j ordinary]

charles manson not a part that i’m actin’
it’s art but you claim it like you’re scar johhanson
you ain’t nothin’ but a ghost in the sh-ll
give me your 2 cents it just goes in a well
it ain’t nothin’ but some wishful thinking b-tch you drinking
devil as my wingman my weapon of choice? a standard ink pen
and you ain’t got an inkling, what ima do to you
gonna need a f-ckin’ nurse and a tube to get all your food to you
f-ckin’ around wit us and we be rippin’ it up routinely
gettin’ up outta my noodle eating yours like fettucine
thinkin’ i’m bout to be gettin’ it soon i see it like an oracle
rappers think they compet-tion that sh-t is adorable
never lookin’ at the rear view i steer through
the bull and take it by the horns backbone like a spinosaurus
priceless tell me really who the nicest
i’m doper than the word mess said wit a slight lisp
oh my god get higher than hotbox
i’m writing like non stop the sky is a long shot
but i am a sniper shoot for the stars i done got ra
god, if y’all want beef? i got raw
feelin’ i’m bout to snap puttin’ these rappers on blast
and gettin’ a feelin’ to k!ll ’em all westgate ahh man
ceez movin’ like the anbu turn up the volume
take a leap of faith abstract won’t fall through
givin’ em good writtens and biddin’ em good riddance
so listen i’m bout the business no industry independent
get wit it shout out to mythic and duncan y’all really did this
then the beat turned rabid d-mn it i had to k!ll it
the calm before the storm and they wonder bout
the rumbling sounds a sign of the coming drought
and then it’s thunder when we come around
reigning over everything that is under clouds
the kingz of underground out and lurkin’ bow down and worship
foul mouthed and versed in puttin’ these rappers on front street
makin’ em fall back for thinkin’ they all that
my base is a ball bat aiming at your front teeth
i got no love for you hoes sl-ts so hold nuts
i run it like a boston marathon i’m bound to blow up

[end hook: chance connor, j ordinary, both]

one time for the city and the state
two times for the many in our way
three times for the green light
watchin’ us speed by in a high speed chase
four times for makin’ it through the struggle
five times for doin’ it by the hustle
six times for people that tune in
and stuck wit the movement everybody else f-ck you

[outro: chance connor & j ordinary]

isis! isis!
cuttin’ off the head of the ops you call us isis
isis! isis!
cuttin’ off the head of the ops you call us isis
isis! isis!
cuttin’ off the head of the ops you call us isis
isis! isis!
cuttin’ off the head of the ops you call us isis

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