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lucid dreams - the prestige lyrics

i was sent up from heaven, i’ve got pent-up aggression
i am the f-cking savior, it’s not what you expected
i stop and chop rocks, the drugs that are in question
are served in this mp3 form that you’ve been blessed with
the heat in my lyrics just do not match my cold thoughts
bring new girls to old spots, load new bowls with old pot
never had to hold glocks, foes still wanna cold clock
cause i f-cking stole shocks and turned ’em to a gold watch
i move on to new dreams, dudes still on those old plots
and as far as hoes go you know that i fold flocks
i want f-cking everything, that is my where goals stop
rappers still get spoon fed, me i want that whole pot
from rapping over soul chops, you know i’m the otis flow
the dopest potent spoken, in five minutes i wrote it though
this is rap overload — spit with a sl!ck wit
as soon as i grip bics i’m quick with that sick sh-t
sit with a thick chick, bubblegum lipstick
if you don’t like that taste then get off the kid’s d-ck
rappers don’t hic-hic, nah i scared ’em all way
i’m here in your face now, c’mon i dare you all to say
what you did for the past months, while i sit and p-ss blunts
your lyrics don’t pack punch, i ain’t replay your tracks once
you kids are just rap runts, i don’t even see you
but take those two words and i do what a “c” do
see me, see you, no need for re-dos
truth is that you need me way more than i need you
but go breathe relief, i see no need to fight friends
i’mma do this til death like today i learned life ends
and each beat i red it, oh wait i mean i dead it
it bled soon as i said it, pathetic, man just forget it
new path on which i’m headed, the past i never sweat it
all i know is this world will look past you if you let it
but okay i’ve resurfaced, y’all can cut the searches
earth is growing worthless, dope is where the dearth is
so to all you rap fans who wonder where that purp is
i can give you purpose, watch me as i murk this
and if i say “f-ck a b-tchmade rapper”
and you get offended, you’re a b-tchmade rapper
switchblades in mixtapes — if that sh-t ain’t matter
how come my sh-t was first, and your sh-t came after?
i guess it does is what the message was
one blunt later you ten guy, i’m less than buzzed
so what you wanna brag: cash stacks, crack raps
whose chick has the fat -ss, whose spliff has the max hash?
please meet the greatest rapper on these mean streets
cracked the game open with no need to even read cheats
getting sick of these geeks, sound like they on repeat
birds of a feather up on twitter hitting re-tweet
got your girls knees weak, rapping over these beats
heading home with three freaks, begging me to skeet-skeet
see now that you need me i ain’t even notice you
i was always dope so your focus now is overdue
ex-girls i’m over you, new chicks i know a few
and as far as dope tracks…well you know i wrote a few
microphones broken through, that is what i’m s’pposed to do
blazin’ with the statements, you can call our team the potent crew
and never is there better so y’all can settle for secondary
bullets full of pulitzers, i spit lyrical weaponry
i am who you’ll never be, oh hey, nice to meet you
y’all can go to h-ll, this verse is there to greet you
first time around ain’t n0body that believed
second time around i went and gave you what you need
then i disappeared and i gave you time to breathe
now i bring it back, third act, the prestige

- lucid dreams lyrics

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