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l.o. (rap) – untit1ed lyrics

ok, 1-7, higher than the heavens
lookin’ to the sky tryna find a couple blessins’
put away the stressin’ one life, know that it goes quick
so i stick to the mic, give a fl!ck to the light
there’s never a right, there’s no wrongs
just the path you choose to move your life along
with a little bit of faith and a straight face
i know i’ve got what it takes to be the next great
so i’m flippin’ through the pages tryna find a bit of serene peace
keep on the grind, even dreamin’ through my deep sleep
and even if i keep bleedin’ though the paper
i know i’m on the brink with the ink for something greater
never a fake, yeah, my flow’s so flavorful
amazing though, catch me when i’m sp-cing bro
i’m so gone, mind trapped in a gravity bong
snap back like the cap to reality zoned
all alone, with the world on my back, it’s like that
tryna breathe through a crack
in fact, i’m on attack mode
runnin’ over haters on the back rode
buzzin’ like luke on my last hope
and if you didn’t know
i’m tryna pick up the bread, spread the audio
create a flawless flow, chill cold like them new york winters
ish so ill it’s gon’ give you the shivers
with my deliver better know i’m eatin’ up the whole world for dinner
and the beat is my dessert, tryna convert me when they flirt
nah, i got enough on my mind
feelin’ pretty lost, like i got something to find
tryna create a way to put my own thoughts on the lines
undefined if you ask me
something like ripples on a gl-ss sea
take a glance at me in my cl-ss seat
and you’ll know, it’s the kid with mad flow that’ll blow you away
screaming “f-ck the world” like he got something to say
walk my own d-mn path through the gr-ss everday
a little pay and some weed
yeah, a pen and a beat
escalator to the top, just to watch, f-ck the greed
proceed to be myself, i’d be lying if i wasn’t
go to war for my thoughts with a pencil and a musket
no, you can’t touch it, i’m on another level
hear me slappin’ through the b-ss, and bangin’ through the treble
some think that i’m a rebel, eyes redder than the devil
and i’m going down this path, better pedal to the metal
incredible, this high’s got its grip
while you’re rollin’ up the spliffs
getting lifted to a bliss, risk it all
never fall, never tumble i’m bettin’ i won’t stumble
i’m bettin’ i won’t fumble when you hand me the ball
drop words not bombs, what i’m screamin’ to ya’ll
now there’s walls in my path, and i’m sittin’ in my cl-ss
with my eyes towards the gl-ss, you know i will ever-last to the last of me
it’s high life through the mic, spit cl-ssically

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