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gifted youngstaz - inhale lyrics

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verse 1
i integrate stan graf is in my mind set
i’m dropping alan watts cause that’s just what it rhymes with
i’m hidden up in plain sight you could find this
timeless, rhyme smith, dropping gems and diamonds
uh. so choke up on this sh-t, yo
we got ’em like hilary rodham caught ’em leave ’em at the bottom
but come autumn it was remnants of the ottoman
if you got the funds you could get shot up in nevada, man
what’s the f-cking problem
everybody’s robbing them
forget about solving them
taking these pills and swallowing
a zombie i ain’t wallowing
i’m stressed out calling ’em
busting out through the wall again
i f-cking called it son
open up your f-cking wallets friends
i got a problem
ad-nauseum, i didn’t use a condom and she rode it like slalom
my problems are making quantum leaps
over monstrous beats
and its no small feat
i feel as if i have to do it
if i were just half as fluid as my f-cking apt-tude
only a bowl that’s packed for two up in the afternoon would match it dude
rapping, attacking beats
kicking back, relaxing me
sn-tching up lyrics when they don’t motherf-cking come to me
seattle are you slumbering, wondering where that thundering’s coming from?
rumble in the jungle, thrilla from manilla
i could be a dying diabetical
rhyming alphabetical
f-cking with theoreticals
but let’s get sensible, preventable death
the same goes out to broke blowed outs turning to meth
come test me, you’ll wind up dizzy gillespie
kelly’s really a felon getting crossed out like magellan
i’m selling ’em short
i smoke b-tches for sport
even in the 4th quarter i’m running up with the score, ay
at times i’m thinking i gots to go
but first i’ll do the audio
i might be a little shoddy still, i’ll k!ll the cameo
keeping up with appearances
statics and interferences
sp-ce sh-t, aliens, dmt and the pyramids
conspir amid yourselves
please don’t f-cking kid yourselves
disheveled, a brain dead vegetable
br-ss t-st-cl-d
maybe i’m the best, maybe i’m like the rest of yall
maybe i’m a step below call me joe peschi, bruh
elevating not thinking i made it, get ya decapitated
demonstrated, been around the world and then i detonated
my words about to ill-strate my mental state
i’m aggravated but i’m drawing it under rates
i patiently waited until the sh-t was outdated
left the t-tle vacated i took the belt and then i decimated
other emcees in a genre that is correlated
tripped and fell i overstated
too late now i’m more than hated, what?
embodiment of the bullsh-t
you should learn to flow before you try and pull sh-t



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