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Lynx the Indigo Child

Lynx the Indigo Child is a musical artist known for their unique blend of genres, which include elements of hip-hop, soul, and alternative music. They are recognized for their introspective and thought-provoking lyrics, as well as their captivating and emotive vocal delivery. Lynx the Indigo Child has gained a dedicated following for their honest and raw musical style. more »

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I see the light at the end the tunnel
Bright as a high beam I fight to escape this
Nightmare it's my year this mic is my cudgel
So enlightenment man I feel like a sage
Line me up facing the mightiest rhymer
Try me and I'll be most likely to make it
Me and my boys are like Mikey and Draken
Money is ever clear might need to chase it

Oscar De La Hoya have them bobbing I'm weaving a gang warriors
And we mobbing the streets with the same old boys that I promised I'd pop with
Say no more
I'll man the ship
On some man up shit
Granted I'm gonna be taken for granted until they understand just how grand this is
The road is dark
The candle lit
Tightened my grip on the handle I stepped on the checkered panels and I scan like an analyst
Can't let the darkness turn me Anakin
Like Samus Aran with the cannon on my hands
Man I will go ham on this
I'm bam bam brandishing his bat
About to slam slam damaging the track
That's a grand slam vanished out the map

I ain't new to this
But thanks to my idols that nurtured this nigga to step in the booth and just act the fool like he's ludicrous
Debuted in this bitch with a hubris big as beluga whales
So illuminous you could see through my skin
Drinking juice and gin with your Dulahin
Pin point black kids writing with a pen point black ink
Kill Kilroy's back
Better get your tin foil hats I
Better get the penzoil pack with a bottle of nitrous and I press the pedal like I got a metal foot
Never let up until I'm rolling in the green and my credit good

Pushing red line
Cutting through excuse me gotta get by
Sorry no I can't slow down for nobody gotta the island on my back
Drove around pass the pile up got the miles up on the max
Gotta get mine
Blood shoot blood clot never rest eyes
Sorry no I can't go down pound for pound all these clowns getting pounced
Low down and I'm proud need a crown on my scalp

Nowhere near you average Joe
I'm rogue and I'm tough
My flow can adjust
Your frozen and stuck
Like a deer seeing headlight ain't slowing because I'm on the road to the bucks
Drove in a truck with a four inch lift rims chrome and a Smittybuilt on in the front
Retarded or what
Feeding consumers your garbage so much that your clogging their gut
Born in the east side where I reside
Before I could decide my dream I was recording my weak rhymes on a cheap mic
Flip notes on my DSI
One day they're gonna see us live
Game time get the PS5
Missing link no Green attire
We disguise our chi through beats we reapply it
When we speak you feel the fire
Eagle eye I see the vision
We're goin viral like E. coli
Yo we're malignant

Im a pariah
I'm like Kawhi
Don't need the clippers I'm best in the line up
Just appetizers
He just get nicked with the cannon I let that shit sing like Mariah
Le ole like Cinco De Mayo
Wait who is that indigo child
You niggas know now
Your feeling this now
Watch him in stages getting payed and popping out in places like his ligaments out
Spicks and the specks
Who to select
She gotta share the dick in her mouth
Many pretend to being a friend
But I don't care to you single them out
They ain't stressing me ain't thinking about them
They are less to me then nickels and dimes
In just chilling on carribean time yo
Snacking on crix and I'm sipping on Milo
yo
Nigga yo

One two three
It's Lynx from New York City
We came to rock it on to the tip top
Too much bullshit in Hip Hop
Yo

Pushing red line
Cutting through excuse me gotta get by
Sorry no I can't slow down for nobody gotta the island on my back
Drove around pass the pile up got the miles up on the max
Gotta get mine
Blood shoot blood clot never rest eyes
Sorry no I can't go down pound for pound all these clowns getting pounced
Low down and I'm proud need a crown on my scalp

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