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sons phonetic - the new old school lyrics

i’m in the old school, scratching my name in the table
clouds of weed smoke hover over me like my guardian angel
i know my music’s hard to relate to
when your weaponry won’t even keep you safe from these pops
my mobs gonna take you
i’m in this to master a craft, not to make money or … labels
son about the business, some call me the raw deal
exoskeleton force-field for chern0byl(?)
wolverine claws are reinforced steel, i’m a 4-course meal
of pure poison, i rise with the sickest and i fall ill
i fall ill, i kick a rhyme one time for your f-cking mind
i’m just another nice guy …. knife underneath the summer night sky
and i think i might die if i try living
i write lyrics of night vision, born with a gift and i die with it
born with a gift son and i die with it

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can you feel it rising in your guts?
stood still, startled cause you looked now you blinded by the sons
phonetic is the name kid with nothing to play with
the vocab’ is dangerous, blazin’

….
between the sellers and investors
poured the spray(?) but i never could accept it
my destiny is vanguard, thought processors
on the brink of greatness, flipping pages of forbidden papers
i see, figure 8 images(?) in my dreams
wake up but can’t shake, my days are infinite
and nights are even longer
stretched over desolate plains, the scene’s somber
but overturn …
potential under belly(?)….
one piece of hard boy to make your f-cking spine shudder
that’s what i put my life under, a patchwork tapestry
st-tched together fragments of … and vanities
pushed the aspirations of whoever heard my faculty
straight through the dead zone, waking up the skeletons
s.p. imperious, chew them up and bury you, you better check the evidence

[hook x 2]

enter then next to the champion
my frames essentially … heartbeats
with excerpts of transcripts, i …
for the rest of my faction patrolling the edges of darkness
the battlefields check …
we sacrifice p-wns for the crown, kick the chess kings and labyrinth
as i’m watching these wonder … start burning out
i war-dance on the remnants and ashes
what we’ll remember for centuries after
like the legendary spartans are worshiped, their purpose build temples of platinum
enter the labyrinth, descend into madness
phonetical blacksmiths searching for refuge and sanctum
… in apartments …
spit the ceil’ off she was …
will kick you apart at the cellular fragments

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- sons phonetic lyrics

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