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r.i.e - syllables lyrics

yeah yeah yeah yeah

most of my days i spend k!lling syllables syllables

start a motherf-cking fire with a pencil and a pad
start a motherf-cking riot with your motherf-cking fans
like a f-cking dead pilot you gon’ motherf-cking crash
when i grab the f-cking mic with both my f-cking hands
b-tch i’m the epitome
n-body pity me
why you so jittery
just had an epiphany
ya’ll cannot get to me
i got the energy
i’m what you’ll never be
i’m my worst enemy
cause i sever beats
with a deadly severity
i’m an accessory
to my own ident-ty
my rhymes hard to say just like anemone
maybe that’s why these clowns stand next to me

f-ck who knows
where i’ll go
when rap’s a ghost
it’s all i’ve known

yeah it’s hard to say the truth but you better get it out
cause it’ll leave a bitter taste the longer it’s in your mouth
rap might change we’ve had a f-cking drought
so i hope it f-cking rains until i f-cking drown
cause i love it to bits
but it’s h-t or miss
as a lyricist nothing gets me more p-ssed
than listening to sh-t
that sounds like the dude just cut off his lips
and replaced them with t-ts
what the f-ck is mumble rap?
man ya’ll better cut the cr-p
like a f-cking lumberjack
these kids will realize you’re wack and then you gotta win em back
and i just can’t envision that
like a juicy booty going flat
ain’t n-body holding on to that
i’m spitting this sh-t so fast that you might hear a sonic boom
and i’m smoking so much gas you might hear a f-cking vroom
why does the convo crash when i step inside the room?
maybe cause of the facts that i’m a giant to these dudes
and if you beg to differ
come and tell me what you figure
spit a little quicker and prove you can deliver
and i’ll be a bigger man and admit that you’re better
but most of you rap like you’re under the weather
might be lack of p-ssy, might be lack of cheddar
or maybe ya sheep that all flock together
i’m still making diamonds with no f-cking pressure
i still f-ck up paper with no f-cking shredder
not really sentimental
i’m a lot more detrimental
ya’ll dudes can’t do sh-t, ya’ll are just so ornamental
i need to confess, but still i’ll never be repentful
d-mn here comes the hook, ain’t that sh-t coincidental

most of my days i spend k!lling syllables syllables
most of my days i spend k!lling syllables syllables

don’t give two f-cks about the criticism
b-tch i got the f-cking vision
ya’ll got an astigmatism
motherf-ck the f-cking system
what the f-ck is compet-tion
got me feeling like a victim
cause i ain’t got no victims
that’s some f-cking deprivation
rapping here in isolation
can’t get a spin from the local station
got me feeling exasperation
f-ck em all i’m sick of being patient

i’m too close
to give up hope
they tell me no
but i don’t go

i’m like a stain in this b-tch
cause i’m staying in this b-tch
i’m a pain in the d-ck
and i’m claiming this sh-t
i’m the best where i’m from
think that statement is too strong?
come and prove that i’m wrong
destroy your life with one f-cking song
you can hear the hate up in my speech
i’m f-cking tearing up the leash
that’s something preachers do not preach
that’s something teachers cannot teach
i put a bullet in your cheek
and watch it go right through your teeth
you know what i am saying dawg?
huh? comprende b-tch? capiche?
verse to verse and hook to hook
i got these motherf-ckers shook
i never do it by the book
i do it like a f-cking crook
cause i’m stealing the vibe and i’m stealing the show
i’m k!lling the beat and i’m k!lling the flow
and i’m f-cking the rules and i’m f-cking your hoe
and i’m stuck in my ways f-cking up syllables

most of my days i spend k!lling syllables syllables

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