ob1ken – skank lyrics
my bars they through me, i feel it in me
my bars they fluent, far from stupid
pick up the pen, you think you gon’ send
csgb i’ll knock off your head, and you know it
f-ck if the beat gon’ end, we keep it going, keep our time ahead, my writings best if described at first, hype sh-t the worst, but soon after
turn a new chapter, sh-t gets deep
plug me in just like an adaptor, our sh-t on repeat
but yours just mantra, good simile, you know that i got it, don’t need to be street, this just my life and like supreme i ride the hype, boys up all night, writing lines, but me i’m just a designing minds
characters to build up-pond, worlds for poems to swim up-pond, like a pond, but lets just move a long
two worlds torn, rose like corn of cheesy gimmicks
and like a bad joke, i see ya hear it
the top my beats are easily near it
i got a sweet 16, but i’m only 16, so who’s gonna hear it?
working on it, my voice getting clearer my works my works my honour, in my blood i feel it, but in their hearts they fear it, for we the unknown, ent-ties leaking poems
enter this uni-verse, 56, it’s a curse, which pushes me to the pinnacle of my rhymes, jallen on the beat, bangs every time
feel the heat, before the flame ignites, and just remember this is just my mind so don’t get too offended by what i write, but oh sh-t, i’m just so offended, i’m so ahead of my time, of my mind, wanna catch up, it’s gonna be a lot of exercise, f-ck the scheme man, this is just really how you do grind
we’re back again, feel it again, we’re back again, yeah feel it again, we’re back again, feel it again, we’re back again, yeah feel it again i said we’re back again, yeah feel it again, we’re back again, yeah feel it again, i said we’re back again, feel it again, i said we’re back again
ooh yeah and i’m moving onto it, my intuition is way too lit, roll up the track and then blaze that sh-t, i’m amazing, kids turn their heads to this, don’t need no rest, 24/7 i’m out writing checks, i’m out right just yes, but at the end of the day i’m still the one who writes the cheques
my style changes whenever, my head derange whatever, wherever, imma be better, bet that imma be the head of the state like a senate, ain’t no debate, i said it, you’re late to the game you lost, criminate me your ashes and let it settle, smoking sour, flower pick off the petal, go 6 feet deep, and thats the next level
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