Figaro For Free
Pimped Up Butterflies
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Bro Sajeev, play that figaro track no Eh no bro, play that Doom type track, that's what he was talking about Oh lapse bro, my bad one sec Watch this Rigorously, rap fiends fend their trap beats, pen triplet feats resembling similar machines Vigorously, the lack of a sizeable gap in artistic treats make signature mumbling cheats Frivolously, a pack of rappers mend a lack of talent With a bag of weed with a substitute for heat Indigenously, we Mos Def gotta have more DOOM, in solitude at six, penmanship Figaro For Free Little early in the morning, others hustling for sleep I'm just bustling for beastly blows, morning prayer goes Trees may grow, bear fruit, cycle follows Weasley knows what to do with the sword that's found at Godric's Hollow What's to lose, if I introduce a new style of rap Take it way back to the old school, post two thousand and two When most of you, young ones still snoozed Who am I kidding, I was five too We ride through the music of this city like a violent drive through Commander K on the violin Combining styles on the fly, for two thousand and twenty miles This the year of the fucking Pimped Up Butterflies We ride through the music of this city like a violent drive through Commander K on the violin Combining styles on the fly, for two thousand and twenty miles This the year of the fucking Pimped Up Butterflies As a kid, I had a big dream, takeover bid scheme Music for the masses but the critics still deem it Mainstream theme fit, but can still redeem shit, prodigal quality only few teens get To emulate and penetrate their brainwaves and orchestrate a reign like Rakim or the Great Andre did A jetstream amidst the country's rap scene as late as twenty-fifteen, I still spit bars clean Arrears pending, this off the cuff from the heart, I'll take it from the start Tired of spending time doing acts mired in a vexed never-ending loop of impending Pretending, contending In academia, it ain't worth tending to, comparatively rap is macadamia Ma flow so close to the heart, it's practically from the atria I might as well eschew this analogical cashew I'm usually logical, but f*ck truth, f*ck proof too, but mostly, f*ck you too We ride through the music of this city like a violent drive through Commander K on the violin Combining styles on the fly, for two thousand and twenty miles This the year of the fucking Pimped Up Butterflies We ride through the music of this city like a violent drive through Commander K on the violin Combining styles on the fly, for two thousand and twenty miles This the year of the fucking Pimped Up Butterflies This a reckoning of the fledgling new form That we bout to use for enveloping this city's sound Pity we found our voices this late, but our choices indicate That we make for a great take on the bedrock of shared hate For our lives, currently caterpillars, shattering dwellers, stuck inside together Hoping to fight against the tether that's preventing us from pleasure And we'll do it pretty fly, I'm certain of our style, cause it's pertinent to know that we just Pimped Up Butterflies Yeah, yeah, Pimped Up Butterflies
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