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rejected kings - rejects on the rise lyrics

[verse one: spectral hybrid]

it all kicks off from the system, listen
we like our information twisted,
the false should repulse but seems gifted
so it’s tragedy is infinite,
but indefinite,
described as indescribable,
lies like a bible full,
i guess it’s my rival too,
follow sick and i got the simon flu,
yo, i’m the drains, in your brains
and your system
and you sister,
she call me mr.burke,
mr.spectral from the west coast how can i connect you,
gotta stand out don’t be a gecko,
i’m like six-ten-four on a sick tempo,
not exempt yo
my body is a temple, religionless,
so without forgetfullness
forgiven in all instances,
quicker than d-ckin’ mistresses with visiousness,
can’t see what my vision is
it’s more complicated than quadratical division is
(that’s hard)
math expert, but spit till my neck hurt
then i go off and i wreck the next verse,
i’m who you’d expect to give ‘spect first
but respect’s earned, think of things in depth,
get oxygen to your head
or you might end up out of breath
like the last lap
still on track and off crack,
i remain all black and all fact,
so what you call that
just not wack, if it’s in your yard
‘imma get my ball back
it’s like superficial contact,
if you can’t see it fix your contacts
my demo isn’t just a school project
it’s a lifetime of progress
moving towards my next target

[verse two: apollo]

movin towards my next target
and we never second guess that we the best,
just a couple indigos nothin less
new minds, we evolve
and this is just the intro
apollo sayin h-llo,
gonna tell all cause we on
we phenoms
f-ck yeah we audible
more awesome than the possums go
gettin out dreams is a long windy road
ima need a ounce of hope
just to cope
blow the smoke
i’m stressin every second
just because i’m dead broke
where the h-ll did my mind go,
been gettin unstable
every other minute like cane k!llin able
state of betrayal
i sit up on this pedestal
thinkin bout how life goes
with targets in my reticle
obstacles, flip em like reciprocal
super cold how i flow
but they will never know
less i try and get a vote
to play a show
for now we just lay low
workin hard till it’s all gold
you will see a couple diamonds rise from all the coal
you just gotta stay awake and hear from your soul
keep yourself up homie down that espresso
specialized in not doin what we is told
just strive for, my goals
and i know that i’ll blow
follow this vision
im no longer a ghost
just doin what i chose,
knock em down in a row
, it’s just how we roll
tryna get my shine on,
it’s just how i glow,
and that you should know

[verse three: spectral hybrid]

i guess the myth has been busted
the subject’s not suspect
like the suspected or suggested it’s impressive
depressing the pressure i didn’t measure
to a guilty pleasure both under and over the weather
contralling the weather whether or not
the think that i’m better but take into account
i’ve never seen a berreta, and i never flex
i got a car from ’87 it’s the best
and i guess that it’s cheap on gas
but i still just don’t drive too fast
i’d rather be late to cl-ss
not that i hate the cl-ss
i prefer to procrastinate, it comes naturally
i’m too old and too mature for this age
i’m doing sh-t i’m not supposed to do in this grade
cause i spit but don’t spray
sixteen with four-play, went to make a change
so what? i tornade, the path of destruction
with no instruction
my personal rule is keep away from substance
it’s just an obstruction
to keep my mind from obducting new thoughts
so no new introductions, and suspense
of growing old that’s really k!lling me
the one thing i feel that i can’t fix just went to villainy
so quit feeling the d and start feeling me
it takes real to see real
n0body looking through to me
except my crew, my team, rejected but we’re proven kings
we own the rap olympics
you just looking through the rings
we could do stupid things or get down to work
so we get down to buisness
that’s how it works, that’s how it gets done
drop a couple albums, i’m moving up some rungs
what will i become
infinite seems to be my personality
so that’s about the number of verses i’ll release

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