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itha¢a - flatironlake lyrics

[intro: arthur morgan and sister calderón]
you’re too smart for me sister
i guess, i+ i’m afraid
there is nothing too be afraid of

[verse 1: itha¢a]
let me introduce you to the wild, wild west;
but the real wild west i ain’t talkin’ will smith
cowboys, bandits, g+ngb+ngin’ and cheap hoes;
his (inaudible) bandana and ill’ flow
bare knuckle usin’ no six shooter, i’m real using yo p+ss shooter
i’m pretty witty with it, don’t need tutors
i’m ridin’ horseback waitin’ for the next stack of cash but the catch is i never made jack
my vibe doctor, the molly miller, who (inaudible), the godzilla, a dead j dilla, bismillah
not the realest or illest to ever spit, i’m just tryin’ to get a little bit of happiness, no skrilla
i’m straight+snappin’ these straight jackets, i’m brain+bashin’
i’m lane passin’ names, and dane smashin’ i’m soul+sn+tchin’
been attacking you, what?
you better concuss
these bars got you mannequins scuffed
satanic, you what?
(bllt bllt bllt)

[chorus: itha¢a, rav]
i don’t think you really real
no i don’t think you really real
show me how you really feel
and don’t hold back yourself
you’re claimin’ that you will to steal
claimin’ this and that but still
still, ay’ let’s talk about
you say they always batter your way
then they call you out, then you break
can you close your mouth and

[verse 2: rav]
i ain’t pizza from the crust
keep losing (inaudible) my tims
i ain’t ever trusted rules
since i grew my lungs and limbs
what i think is what i do
and what i do is what i think
call me outsider but still
i’m doin’ what’s within. (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i ain’t set up sh+t up for you
all you clowns have been upset
i be cookin’ in the crib
then walks around with chicken legs
(inaudible) immortal he’s the loudest in the pack
feel like i am full of life
right (inaudible) intellect
talk with
caps lock on and i don’t
grasp my dong
when i
rap on stage or else my
hand goes numb
i’m so blind that my phallic is so long
that when i try to pick it up my blood+flow can’t prolong
i’m what’s real
define me?
you can’t define me
ironside, legally binding
dance for money
it’s in the fibre
your hijinks grimey
the fair behind me
redefines the feel. (exo)

[outro: arthur morgan and reverand swanson]
i’m still a bad man
maybe your path isn’t changing, arthur
my path, is coming to an end reverand
i know, son…
i know…
and i know you will face your destiny like a man…
like a warrior

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