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noremac the prophet - cerulean lyrics

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[first verse]
be cautious when he spit or speak
nauseous be the speech, the weak toss
em, ride the beat like he’s hoffman
through the week he breach often
through the people’s pupils constantly
this bronx guru bars is sweet as snickers
go the hardest, b

going gnarly, hardly struggling, like carly, livest
burn em with saliva thriving higher than these liars
n-ggas sk!lls yet to arrive, na i don’t tie with em,
the n-ggas who been with em, the same who will get by
with em

emitting h-lla fumes, they h-llen keller to the k!ller tunes
dim em blue until their tint is similar to berry hues
redden with riddles to split em like cracks of -sses
to m-sses i serve, a m-ss of slashes to rappers who are mol-sses

i overp-ss em like highways and nerds in cl-sses
with subtle brashness, i wreck em like high pitches breaking gl-sses
tenacious mac is, craft top notch like blaring amplifiers
with his st–ze, n0body is flyer, well rounded like tires

[hook]
n-e-y-e-p-h-e n-a-t-i-o-n x2

neyephe nation, neyephe, neyephe nation
neyephe, neyephe, neyephe nation x4

[second verse]

no ties, i tie em til tired of tries of suffocation
evading the expectations, mediocre, first i’m placed in
a he-rs- they placed in to play with a plate of patience
they waiting to heal from aching from whip slangs i grazed in

spit a mouthful to undoubtedly leave em doubtful
toss in a towel, i slice without use of a scalpel
devour hours with all melodies and drums
conduct a ton of funky puns to stun ya buns, spit heat
and run

to me the top has toppled, trash placed upon pedestals
but if i was to contest, their flesh would mesh and
descend to goo
pacing at intervals amazing, mazes i go and send em through
amending truths with flem and glue, a beat and mind and pencil too

for less of a price, he’s nice with mics
and shining bright as northern lights
trying to acquire some of that northern hype
dirty and mean, with ease he gleams beams to blind opponents
breaking the bones of phony, death toll owns kony

let it ride

- noremac the prophet lyrics

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