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e-pod & cynicaltesla - the beta lyrics

verse 1:
e-pod

i’m in a glory daze
f-ck the glory days
i was born into america
sat back and praised
the founding fathers
feelin crazed
like i ate an 1/8 of shrooms
ate a tab of acid and watched my
head swell like a balloon
a goon’s a goon
drownin in the goo la goon
soon i reach my doom
crept across a room
with the tatted shadowed faces
carefully i plan my escape kid
i’m scr-ping up all of my lyrics
my notebook, it f-ckin fears it
fore i have just wrote the dearest
fore i have just wrote the deepest
for what do i owe the honor
i wrote til i was in pieces
correcting like every thesis
but my words became diluted
obcsurity in all of my movements
i spun around, tumbled down, doubled down but the trouble round my town got me in a figure 4, figured i would have a milly by at least 24
but i’m 20 and i’m sore
buncha pain around my core
shop around a store
tumbled and greeted the floor
for sure i drank a couple
for sure i smoked a little
my vision began to dwindle
my toes could barely wiggle
where’s the fruit salad
you fruit loop
these lyrics like bullets all up in ya p–p shoot
ya -ss crack, my sh-t hash
like real loud, while i capture a whole crowd, real aroused! knocking you out like ronda rouse round a round the mary go
blast me in ya stereo
catch me in the studio
with a silly hillbilly flow
you should really know
that the name’s dope backwards

verse 2:
cynicaltesla

you haven’t heard from this cynic in a minute, yea i’ve been writing “the necessary” in writtens since “no gimmicks” so it’s time to skin it, yea, it’ll be nice but weird to go viral from spewing fire like a pro spyro, because of the fame and money i’d make, but i feel the pressure in this game to create will make my soul spiral, plus i would constantly think of people usin’ me, and i don’t want to have a bruise in deep, so i play the ol’ spy role, so like the tower in paris, i can get an eye full, (eiffel) along with my fam michael of who’s my d-mn rival, to either avoid or diss em, and me and e-pod’s deadly verbal shots are a sour superpower when you pair us, yea we’re a banned rifle! yea at times i feel i’m slayin wits, and at times i feel i’m wasting it, and i wish i can slow it, because before i know it, life can go downhill fast like a sleigh & r.i.p, like do you even appreciate when i’m sayin’ quips? that are mostly against the system that is dumb for the people with wisdom to desist em so i’m saving ships, so you improve and move past and don’t stay in shift slavin’ whipped, what i’m sayin’ is, do you actually listen when i write a fine line, to refine paradigms, so you stop wastin’ your time and money on things like a pair of dimes, and truly see (sea) like maritime, or is it just rhyme……rhyme? because i’d rather give you truth when i send ya plenty puns, before they complete agenda 21, but for just rhymes i have many! (yep)
like, they want you abominable like the snowman, [9] ([syllables])
and the truth hurts but that’s my abdominal strike to show man, [8]
and i certainly don’t think i’m all that and a bag of potato chips, [10]
even when i sound like an almanac with a mag when i spray those clips, [11] with my perspicacity, [5] perks that p-ss cities, [5] to relieve pain when my verbal percs supr-ss witty, [5] in my verse catastrophe, [5] and this isn’t even my true works capacity! [5]
yea, you may have just wowed at, my burst rhyme but it’s not about that, it’s about discussing the bad design and plan for society when i lay out fact, so you know what’s at stake (steak) like the outback, so you can escape their main aim to have your brain drained, and think on your own and self maintain, and yea i’ll expose all of the lies and rap fact until i’m ho-rs- (horse) unless you have this mane tamed! (man tamed)

verse 3:
e-pod

i think i’m at rock bottom
no way that i’m digging deeper
walk me to the church and introduce me to the reaper (what up)
eager
to find out or reach some vanity
steeper
i go before i reach or claim insanity
melatonin in my veins
i’m dreaming of calamity
a super hero in my dreams
but lazy in a canopy
hazy while i’m hanging off my terrace g
speaking thoughts from a balcony
patiently waiting for these feelings
to come out of me
only i could see
the good in me
jesus brings the rapture
prolly won’t bother to capture me
time capsule in my head
filled with the memories
they replay silently
monsters in my brain
they remind me of the oddesy
i could be
a symbol in theology
but honestly i tend to be
a bee inside the colony
providing for my family
honey here’s a check
now i’m flexin up a peck
and a ab, no fat, just flab
like a slab of the stone
like a dog to a bone
like now i’m in the zone
like a drone i will roam
like a fox i am sly
like the sky i am blue
but i’m sick to the flu
but i do what i do

ah my god, ah my god, ah my god

- e pod cynicaltesla lyrics

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