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loktavious - nonsense (sneak peak) lyrics

[verse 1: loktavious]

oh boy, another wannabe gettin on stage all alone
f-ck off rookie white boy, you should just head home
unless you’re name is rittz or yelawolf, then you won’t get known
and love from the underground, you will not be shown
unless you get em hot and bothered like a shot of patron
unless s-x, drugs, money and murder are what you condone
unless you get a record deal, before you are grown
cause face it homie, you could never do this sh-t on your own…
nonsense, hit em with a little bit of undertone
bewitch every babe in the building to beg for a bone
make em all pause and pull out they phone
bring b-ss so dirty, it would make a nun moan
don’t stop it, pop it, drop it and get down low
get the crowd moving, pull em in your zone
turn the volume up, until your speakers blown
now get f-cking crazy if you ain’t no clone…

[chorus]
are you ready for some nonsense, nonsense?
i am playing with your conscience, conscience
just shifting all the contents, contents
are you ready for some nonsense, nonsense
are you ready for some nonsense, nonsense?
i am playing with your conscience, conscience
just shifting all the contents, contents
are you ready for some motherf-cking nonsense?

[verse 2: loktavious]

verbiage that violates and desecrates vexing you with sickness
a voice that oscillates out into sp-ce one that puts you on a hitlist
i aim for the greats and prime rib steaks and i’d like for you to witness
as i take the stage, then engage my wicked one of a kind not givin-a-sh-tness
get this, get this, most rappers don’t mean what they say
not me, not me, i believe donald trump is super g-y
not he likes men but is a loud dumb f-ggot, i’m getting off topic, hey
i like fast cars, and i like all women, and love gettin money, like all day
but really who doesn’t, who doesn’t, we love living life by the fistful
pounds of marijuana, lines of molly, jack, c0ke and some pistols
we run from the law and the clock, getting higher than missiles
f-cking and fighting for peace, but i think that’s just wishful
wake up, work or party, sleep then repeat
attain currency, find a mate, try to skeet
get inspired, write a song, take a shower, make a beat
if you thought it dope or not, i vocate this verse complete

- loktavious lyrics

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