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sol minor - roadkill ft. verso turner lyrics

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[verse 1: gojeli]
the cinema, the iphone, the pyramids, the zygotes
backflips, tip toe’n inches width of tight rope
you’ll find that it’s significant to listen from a high post
to mitigate the blows keep a distance from the pyros

picture it, small circus;
curtains fall, glittering cars, the stars surface
all nervous, filament lights glow
the blindfolded gymnast, the immigrant side show

my friends ran by the sign post and it said
“no gimmicks inside; once in life though!
partic-p-nts quick and precise, synthesis fivefold
miracles from biblical times, gettin’ your mind blown”

they see the infamous kind host;
on his shirt prints ridiculous stripes, criminal type clothes
tonight you folks will drip in delight, lyricists i know
will spit some sh-t that’s wicked and nice! intricate rhyme flow!

the population followed in the ways i thought the nation
i borrowed occam’s razor in a game of operation
i’m the talisman, snake ole flask, on truman’s channel
who made the bandwagon as the fastest mode to travel in

[hook: organised sound]
who are you where you at?
none of your biz
find the groove, can you rap?
none of your biz
can you prove it’s like that
or next move will be nap
removed with a slap
like none of your biz

[verse 2: organised sound]
when i have the mic i flow like fire
reppin up north i’m a cold messiah
step up to me and we go head to head
but you’re that kind of f-ck boy that go bed to bed
the word get’s spread when i’m back on the mic
you get knocked out, when the punchline strike

so you can call me rare cuz i know the four elements
you can tell by the beat and how this resonance
hold a fence, i made the turbulence
mcs freeze when i talk about their innocence
so how many of you can do what i do?
didn’t think so, you have been lied to

not to be mean but i do it cl-ssic
you’ll be left here i go intergalactic
the flow is automatic, mr fantastic
delivering bars; looking charismatic

[hook: organised sound]
who are you where you at?
none of your biz
find the groove, can you rap?
none of your biz
can you prove it’s like that
or next move will be nap
removed with a slap
like none of your biz

[verse 3: verso turner]
i’m about to make this beat my b-tch!
(verso turner! yuh)
got no tickets sold so please don’t trip
’cause i’m about to make this beat my b-tch!
the collective and i had a meeting bout this music yes we did
wonder if the people feeling what we putting out and yea they is

please excuse my ignorance, but i’m a do me, how i wanna
so when you say go f-ck yourself, well yeah i was gonna
cheap masturbation rhymes will still cost you your whole summer
they don’t know how to treat a rapper not concerned about the numbers

they can’t fire you if you don’t work for them that’s 100
200 less than leonidas and still gonna reach the summit
if my d-ck wasn’t free then you probably can’t afford it
though my music ain’t accessible it’s just around the corner
i subvert the pecking order
skipping dimes just give me nickels it’s rigor mortis
out this world like rick and morty

- sol minor lyrics

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