blue rivers – no.foundation lyrics
lost in the middle who i am and who you want me to be
do you see?
i will not let you own me or my thoughts
they are precious
the rhymes they produce are infectious
i jus kick it in the burbs
smokin and rhyming words
i can never die my spirit flies thru the airwaves
i will do this sh+t myself, f+ck your radio play
my love for hip hop lasts forever and a day
disobey learn the rules and throw em away
think for yourself don’t let your mind decay
they will always find a way to destroy what you make for yourself
lock the box and put you on the top shelf
f+ck the industry im my own contact
artistic autodidact
fully independent i expect to fall flat
i need rhymes like a fiend needs the crack pipe
im drippin like a stalagmite
i might
drop everything and do what feels right
meet me in the forest on a midsummer night
and dream
cash rules everything around us
adjust or get left in the dust
cash rules everything around us
adjust or get left in the dust
verse 2 [qken]
spit malicious sh+t slips the curve of my tongue
i sit soliloquy’s in synonyms the illegit sprung
rip converse to fitted hems hearth the glass edison
i perch the herb be gasse, the solace dries in the sun
i got the medicine for metaphors of healing in the bedouin
a telemann for specimen; the mexican esque feminine’s
oriental chevrotain thats eating all the venison
benefits from reverens and feeding all the veterans
like tuck the loot, buck back, what it do
iron tip , rubber boots, tighter whip, flyer fit
choir b+tch, duck her dude, prime the ink, sign her b00bs
fryer foods while nudes buff er find some time to bool
k rule allegate, smash appeal the accolades
allocate the grass and papes , qken the master race
spartan cruel, flood the track, loose cat with past attached
pool stacks for noose slack more fentanyl and school snacks
now that’s a cap that mask my worries unexpressed
biggest fiend for nicotine like kirby the chest
boast to show you’re up b i put this sh+t to rest
i’m puffin , boxed and hungry jig is up with no contest
it’s a cash ruled nation , a batch baked on pavement , placed in a state with 1 percentage decorations
we’re a crashing generation
the base of a broken foundation
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