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ayekay - everyday lyrics

[intro: ayekay]

lofi.. lofi.. james shevvy (shevelin) on the boards

[verse 1: ayekay]

a taste for expensive flavor, not even the lord could save em
maybe if he savored the eloquence it’ll work in his favor
his brim bent to the left with face being straight as a razor
he walk a path not much traveled just to see where it’d take em
so now he walk lands untraveled to unravel thee
daily ills that weigh down like a pound on society
higher thee l, and ill blow fire like a lambo diablo tire
when i’m doing donuts, who wanna chief like a tomahawk thrower?
roll up thee indica, in the cut, with a cup, of that poe up
yup, ungh, time to show up
got more drive than the cheapest chauffeur
you could, get outta line, and b-tch i might throw up, something so sick
shame an ipecac test subject i admit
been writing rhymes up at night, nocturnal emission
knowing very well one day these bars will buy diamonds that glisten
listen, these dreams in my heart be push to start
one hunnid horses pull my chariot, come and embark
stare right into the bulls eyes like i’m some throwing some darts
but sh-t, i ain’t scared though, sipping on murlough
straight out of the chalice be every day in my palace, sh-t
glamor and glitz, one hunnid thousand dollar fits
night at the ritz carlton, i’m fresh prince, you carlton
so why don’t you boogie on over you little sharlaton
and make room for the beat bodying, mr. make audience
let out a couple oh’s like the logo of an audi gets
the naughtiest ch-nky eyed rapper that you wanna diss
well tsk tsk, suggest you fall back on ya spinal disc
cause one of my discs can body ya whole d-mn catalog
and embody what these listeners been fiending for all along
but check it, listen mister this is just a gist of it
call me a professor, with lyrical arithmetic
hot iron stickin it, in -sses of the m-sses
giving phony mc’s too many god d-mn p-sses
hail mary come to me best believe that i’mma catch it
running p-ss all y’all, ain’t got no time for ratchets
you f-cking tool, you ain’t got a fraction of the facets
that i’m bringing to the table, get signed to a major label
why don’t ya? you make it sound so easy
don’t need no third eye cause when you seeing me, you seeing me
ain’t that fantastic?
sh-t, suck a fat d-ck!

- ayekay lyrics

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