Siddhartha
Teddi & Klovd San
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Under the tree I finally see Let's go My soul felt more at home when I read Siddhartha Put on a Madlib beat I'll just go harder Freshman on varsity, dreams of being a starter Tryna find my holy grail, Magna Carta Writing all these rhymes I use my pen as my sword and armor All the doubters who inspired me, just call it karma Got the mind of an emperor, destroy and concur Shit I knew she was dope, playing ScHoolboy and Yonkers California golden boy, still hooping in Harlem Listening to Biggie, attitude of a Spartan Every rapper prepping for a fist fight, get my knife and sharpen Feel like the art is lost in likes, burden of bargaining Besides Freddie, Griselda, Kenny, Cole, y'all soft like a cardigan No stopping him, he marching in, no marketing, just marvelous flows Purple Poet preaching in that poly phonic prose, never hesitating euro stepping with the finger roll I do this for the art everything else just gets shaded in, I play to win Teddi spits so reckless needa safety pin, you baby thin I'm big body like Body, wearing leopard skin Flow craziest, my pops pulled me aside, said, "Boy you made for this" My paradise consists of full courts with broken nets Sitting on the side, sharing a pie, I guess more is less Keep my head up high, this quarantine it felt like house arrest Living in the city hearing shots sound like the Wild West Looking for my Bonnie and I've... find that treasure chest Dancing with the elements, don't know which one'll lead me next Riding on pink elephants, my dreams they feel like future tense Providing sole excellence, whatchu expect that's common sense Look/ I'm the new age Tiny Archibald With flows that make you feel like your on cobble stones with headphone on We met at dawn, than back to hers, we fucking with Frank Ocean on And it's okay though, we had Italian last night, she only had the vino didn't touch her linguini Alfredo Wordsmith, willing to burn bridges, for bitches curving homies that's ignoring they disposition Walking out and seeing broke bottles in the living room You naked on the sofa, shit what I'm gonna do with you 2012 'Melo Knicks at the Garden, those the vibes I'm walking with I'm up on 111 Homie said he comin from the east and he goin be a second Yea, always alone with my music, keep my mind company, no matter what the mood is If life is just a dream than I guess I'm living lucid Flow therapeutic too sick for these corny rappers They could be my pupils but it's better when Teddi's the subject matter Obsession with the music, shit Knew I was an artist back when I was hooping Didn't know how to rap, so I was in the gym shooting Free throws thinking about this girl that I was losing A tree grows, only when the flowers around it blooming And she know, when we get together we're always grooving To You Know I'm No Good by Amy and you prove it That, "hello," was just an introduction to those two lips That tight grip, blasting off like you was on a space ship My last trip, got me thinkin bout if we were fated to make it But that might be too crazy I'ma tryn stay slick Wild how word play willed into an art form Weird why Doomsday, made me understand my platform There aint nothin but time so why would I ever conform Some heads just don't understand, I'm more than just another figure Painting pictures in my mind the third eye make the brush stroke shimmer Always a beginner, guess the sky's not a limit Just a starting point that Ima pass in bout a, New York minute Teddi took some mild drugs and felt the effects of the legless lizard Turned into a wizard, time alone locked away working The Expedition of the Purple Poet, the realization of everything he's been learning Overseas, no regrets, just art projects he's contemplates, creates, inside his head Laying awake in bed, thinking about his music instead of hanging out with friends Cause he's fed up, with relationships that always end in tears and a love letter So he takes a ladder, the stars from the sky, puts on Sinatra and there's nothing better Picks his head up, looks around the tree and understands that in reality everybody, even his enemies, is he
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