Vito's Wave Cap

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No Signal is the second full-length album by Illinois indie rock band Park. It was released in 2001 on Lobster Records. The final track "Untitled (Bonus Track)" is referred to as "AJS" during numerous live performances. more »

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First to rap, bitch 
You know you love it when I switch
My flow up cause It's unpredictable, I found my own niche 
Sleep good at a motel 6 
Life's good on a road that's rich 
On tour in Cali, West Virginia, Sweden, Bali, Greenwich
Bruh you know that's cap 
Dawg I'm only talking dreams 
Shit to hold me down, I might just a need a girl like Scottie Beam
F*ck the present tho, man that shit just so obscene 
But I guess that's just my weakness, gotta break out of routines 
Uh
Making music is our power play 
Bring the energy like a crackhead in the alleyway
Got our independence and it's fought for like from Paraguay 
This shit gave me purpose make me joyful like a Saturday, hoe

I don't waste too much time 
I live in my lines 
Finding my truth
You sip lean, I sip juice
Flows sick like a recluse 
The tints brown tho 
When you spit they call it clown flow 
She don't f*ck she play around tho 
But if I asked she'd be down tho 
You should know this bro 
I got the spirit like the Holy Ghost 
My whole team spit the golden flow 
And it's real dope shit, you might overdose
And the fans take over the whole damn globe 
Now ya girl in our DM's 
Like this really what you make per diem?
The kid? You never see him 
But I'm finna sell out a coliseum 
And that's just the way it be 
Dj Khaled, we got the major key
Goddamn

A lady's choice speaks volumes
Ultimately it's what she wanna do
Keepin it around or puttin it down
Will never know what she go through
Yeah you planted yo' seed
Let it grow, but she get to pick out the weeds
Flowin' holds it together like yo' saliva that be bindin' a spliff with the trees
Certainly mister, Mrs. Smith's on her knees
No diminishin' leads
Gotta yell cut, mobbed up into the scene
Deadeye with the precision
No optic needed to see that we not missin' a beat
We goin half on the Nobu dinner
You in a cube, stressin' bout no ink in the printer
Hit me up, there's no ring, you left on delivered
Could drop this shit and spot up for 3 on the 6ers

Uh

Master my god flow, so y'all know
Ima need this shit pronto
You takin vacays in cabo
Tight w my niggas like Chris, Mando, Pablo
Makin' this fullproof
A nigga be zonin', workin' and steady passin' wave checks
Twistin' heads like the exorcist, in other words, me and my nigga's gon' break necks

And I gotta stay ten toes down 
We gonna make it out this home town
You can't change what I know now 
I've been this 
And I've been real 
Don't give a shit 
How you feel 
This is one love, this is one life 
Gotta know what it feel like 
So I touch down in those stage lights 
Homie, f*ck your wave this is my time 
Medicine through my rhymes 
Heaven sent till we all time 
Like yeah, feel the energy 
Feel the fucking vibe, rapping entity 
Till I fucking die 
That's the message 
Wonder what, fathers out in heaven 
Thinking when I only show to the funerals, but
F*ck it, Ima f*ck the world, tell you what I already know 
This game a drug and we gon' take this shit till we over dose

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