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peebs the prophet - dead calm lyrics

[intro]
so man, listen
got mail for this rap k!ller (rap k!ller)
keep you locked in (locked in)
headstrong (headstrong), dead calm (dead calm)
a comfortable position’s what i’m after
the illest, the illest
i never tire
quit+quit+quit ta+talk+talkin’, it’s over

[verse 1]
as i calculate my mind state through all possibilities
attempts at recreatin’ my style is a futility
these kids are keepin’ real with me, but [?] disrespectin’ on
showin’ all these freshmen how i’m lethal with the mic
check it, i’m [?]
my style is so [?]
they can play with my verses the life lessons
in a tight session, freestyle first, the right second
it’s my game, tom ain’t change my mind frame
still hungry like the kid hasn’t eaten in nine days
so you better bring me sk!lls when you steppin’ on my stage
to climb rap with me, count money and stacks with me
raft with me, ’cause the weed we blowin’ is mad sticky
the fine is laid down, as i’m committin’ verbal murder
on these mainstream acts from a kilt you never heard of
but at least i serve a purpose, scratchin’ beneath the surface
i’m speakin’ the sermon, crater rock k!ll when i’m in churches
[hook]
so man, listen
got mail for this rap k!ller (rap k!ller)
keep you locked in (locked in)
headstrong (headstrong), dead calm (dead calm)
a comfortable position’s what i’m after
the illest, the illest
i never tire
quit+quit+quit ta+talk+talkin’, it’s over

[verse 2]
on ridiculous heat, the type of sh+t that make you flip in your seat
and change schemes without skippin’ a beat
i’m on a [?] james dean in a cinema feat
hop in the paper, see my face like i was missin’ for weeks
you talkin’ sh+t, you probably losin’ your t++th
’cause i feel bad that money may
f+ck up your eyes like a sunny day
funny, you run away when the heat is on
brother, put your sneakers on
i’m up all night like i’m tryna see the dawn
clear my enemies like a game of chess
blud could never be a p+wn
i’m ’bout to [?], and i keep it calm
too multi+faceted where you [?] harassin’
when i smack him it feels good but your boy is a sado+m+s+ch+st
[?] so long you can’t even contract this
here’s my weed zipped up like an eskimo jacket is
[hook]
so man, listen
got mail for this rap k!ller (rap k!ller)
keep you locked in (locked in)
headstrong (headstrong), dead calm (dead calm)
a comfortable position’s what i’m after
the illest, the illest
i never tire
quit+quit+quit ta+talk+talkin’, it’s over
quit ta+talk+talkin’, it’s over
quit ta+talk+talkin’, it’s over
quit ta+talk+talkin’, it’s over

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