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kyng seff - harsh lyrics

[verse 1]:
im a energetic schitzofrenic
with ideas of a cynic
im a critic of a pigeon
in a coup of kinetic
energy i feel your reach
and i read it authentic
close the door to the core
of your torturous epic
its a story that should bore me
but its probably poetic
its gonna crash, if you dash
then i think you should let it
itch the rash from the cash
someone get me a medic
ash the hash in the back
of a car thats pathetic
yeah we get it give you
credit for what looks like a relic
grab a weapon, spray the venom sending
kids up to heaven
learn your lesson, im the blessing
and this sh-t im addressing
is way over your head give me cred
for your question
instead i guess im meant to prevent
all this guessing
i represent the low percent
my decent is compressing
and i dont vent for your consent
man, this sh-ts my obsession

[verse 2]:
i am drenched in the wealth of the
knowledge you lost
it cost a couple cents
lose your sense and get tossed
twist the wrench, tighten the screws
cruise control your exhaust
no rules all the fools
kinda drool when they floss
its disturbing and nearing
unessecary cheering
reappearing in the clear
cemetery we fearing
but there’s no reason, deaths a season
that we all get to meeting
i ain’t preaching, you just sleeping
i ain’t sure if you breathing
so im greasing up the wheels
of the whip that you steering
im -n-lytic i admit it but i
finish my sentence
raising bars, breaking laws
and im burning your linens
holocaust, call the cross
satan is in attendance
pay your penance to the menace
and i know you a tenant
tentatively i be chiefing you can
call me lieutenant
lead the rank, to the bank
ill be there in a minute
seconds p-ss, on the gr-ss at the
lawn of the clinic
clinically depressed im the best
that ain’t finished

[verse 3]:
i always keep a light in my
pocket thats tight
got my people on a island
yeah we are outta sight
and we preaching while we rhyming
yet we thiefs of the night
cause we stealing all your thoughts
and we let them ignite
ignite in the flame
and you go and you blame
me for the problems that
you see in the game
hip hop ain’t ready for what
resides in my name
i rearrange your mind frame cause you
ready for change
just another white rapper
need to stay in his lane
engraved right on my grave
say.. “f-ck all you lames”
i ain’t tripping im just flipping
what god thought he had made
and this blunt i am hitting
til my brain is uncaged
young seff and im wrecking
with a checkered bullet proof vest
climbing up a ladder so my whole
family is blessed
laying rest to the stress
taking hits to the neck
got a mess on my desk
from the weed that i pressed
took out the seeds and the stems
feel like i need to do it again
and i ain’t lying there ain’t no
need to pretend
and im gonna keep trying
until my knees won’t bend
rigarmortis on the floor
flip a 4 to a 10
im just tryna to explore
you got a fence to defend
so ill hold open the door
greet your -ss with a grin
see i been
leaving bodies in the hall
for my friends

- kyng seff lyrics

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