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rk bottom line - cc lyrics

begin, spinning choices in my head till no end
is a revolution really change when the beginning the end?
cycle refine recycle, nuanced views begin and they end
betting views impregnated deep inside a the psyche they settle or unsettle and bend
such questions commence, heckle, connect mettle, suggest connections or
disconnect upend
dis-content in this content a richness livin in the dissonance where light starts and my perception begins
a milliseconds difference
splitting objective and subjective still subjective freed by consciousness consciences of the reality i can imagine project
no longer subjected to 5 senses limitations we pretend
i resent said
reiterations when re-initiated over and over again when
termination in belief begins its the end …

i never liked the roads they chose, so i took the psycho(path)
path of a wise man, beat murderer and insomniac
my hits humbling like yo momma slappin you in public
raps slap mc’s embarrased stumbling only comebacks mumbling
under their breath like chins slip next get checked mate this chess
no battle rap yet rattle snakes with the threat to boot
money disappearing like cap sp-ce for kapernick
cept can’t stop a man with a play to prove best expect a move
respect perspective or never ill-strate depth my dude
play yah cards right you can’t jump chips this ain’t checkers dude
but either way the chips mine when we collide i might look you in the eyes
who knows sometimes i respect my food in retrospect thats rude
but line shine snappin like a glowstick in dark room …

i need a little bit a time, theft
f-ck it i’mma speak my mind, turrets
know the way i grind on top, the best
not debating deviating or faking or taking
i just be hustling, i ain’t one fumbling, even when stumbling
honor/on a roll like a tumbling, prodigal i go dumb, numb, encore encore they call i run with it, like an audible
no playing, no patience/patients, where dre at
watch me change up, styles i’m saying
crazythings is, guess it’s the times
vibes shifty make me inquire
no strike set it up any day we goin higher
and else i can’t wait done stated that in the prior/pryor richer/richard i wanna be
picture idolized honestly
for the music
pockets needed deeper for the people i supply
i’m just grinding higher for said reason i do climb
so my rhymes inclined
for more cold lines, that stand the rest
so when examined i ain’t gotta testify
my my …

big cheefer
spit ether
rhyme speaking crowd pleaser
pr-nounce sweet sounds
feet lifting shift heads bop up down uptown downtown and around me tha
pr-nounced town leadah
crowned giant k!llah slash k!lla giant sly teacher
feature
sounds leakin they fear tha
heat smoke sequence
sativa ,, reefer (‘stro spit this)
dope loud blow out lines mouth but flow pourin inside deep in n surround speakers
flow abound bind power
a bound from lines sour
pound hum rhymes planned louder
wound spun design grant beats empower people
me and my people out screaming power to the people
dreams lead to movies where pics are (pixar) sequels birthed through work
action, scene, cuts, tracks, attractin achievements
not seen a’ dream yet….

overtones from subconscious
imma two headed monster
primal rhymer spiral higher to ascencion can’t stop the
t-tle fighter
climbing flights to conquer
primed for high sites ain’t adjusting my posture
just combustion to prosper
like the human torch
or a fire bender with honor
when i strike i am calm
while others say it is karma when the lighting come
but the current gon give this hype beast the longevity of a high kingdom
empire don king heathen seeking to be a righteous one
surrounded by pressure they talk all that jazz
but mike still won
sick!
with mic i’m one
big with the like mike tyson
best deal with the look like an unsigned one
a hard admission like a harvard admission
or admonishing of souls who sought abolition
admit it
i speak my mind to remain cold scripting

- rk bottom line lyrics

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