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dt and infinite - envisage lyrics

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verse one – infinite
these bars are gold and we still got the midas touch
we hit em up with proverbs off the writer’s club
i’m infinite, i wave and dismiss a writer’s block
head spinning 360 degrees we cypher much
know the ledge and visualize the science of art
perfect picture, we ain’t going back to the drawing board
i’m the groom the future is bright even when things fall apart
cross the art i fall back and ball on court
grak+tung even though tomorrow is not promisеd
they hating tryna take me out likе eviction notice
i k!ll the last thing left in the pandora’s box they hopeless
in the lab looking through a crystal ball when i wrote this
i speak up, face your ears to the sky and listen up
dream up outta sp+ce ideas but still ain’t slipping up
grab the mic n hope i see the next sunrise so i can make hay
no doe so i keep the umbrella for a rainy day…

hook – dt
the mind is a mystery
studying it’s art is history
weaning conceived thoughts is victory
think about the mission
you have to envision, hear the wisdom
there’s something in you that paint the picture x

verse 2 – dt
my thoughts are like lightning sparks, it succeeds thunder
after making a way, it creates a place i can escape and omit blunders
once a complete scum bag
but the imagination transformed the persona, my old self? i commit murder
we loved each other, but what i pictured was beyond shots
and that changed my goal, i hit poles and switched roles to be top notch
of course, my vision was way beyond the sights of old heads
sitting on mountains, seeing beyond the optics of grown men
talking of seeds, i sowed them
my ultra sounds are terrorist mantras the threats all around me were all modern
think of buildings and invention that could be accessed with a time machine
not a clock maker nor a top baker, but the bread on stacks will buy machines
and immah ride my thing, like she’s 19 and does the job
wild thoughts lost in the jungle not lying but it want cubs
tough words ain’t enough tool to know the work of a hard heart
because when the sun scotch, no one tells a head to have hat

hook – dt
the mind is a mystery
studying it’s art is history
weaning conceived thoughts is victory
think about the mission
you have to envision, hear the wisdom
there’s something in you that paint the picture



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