Ambuscade
ODYSS3Y
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Back up on track, I'm running laps again Yeah, they want me on that new wave, but I already been tapping in Wordplay visionist, killer of the hypocrites Labels tryna sign, but the deal's illegitimate Nah, too many rap figures pay attention to they commas Continous drama to seem bigger to fit they personas A different psyche, all to seem so high and mighty The richer been caught in desires, curse of Aphrodite So many great people fallen from grace One wrong move, your life is now enclosed in a case Too many people popping smoke, whether its cannabis or bashfulness All the scummy bitches turn to vultures when the clout evaporates Now they ravenous, the overdosers are just moldered by the decomposers Then it's over, it's the closure That's that LCA, life cycle of analysis But the clout chasers are just life-created accidents So acidic when I spit it, copy this you fucking mimic Parasitic gimmicks lost the grip, now leech onto a clinic Mumble rappers fumble words, they fail the functions when they calibrate The brain becomes the blanker slate when they attempt to calculate I'm making art with my pieces, my shit been delicate but elegant A poet so eloquent, the specialist in his element These rappers are just actors acting by faking the malice Now they drinking from the chalice, with gold soiled in palace How these power players want paper, but folding like a pamphlet The pencil sharp, like I, shake spears outta Hamlet I know I ain't the G.O.A.T, but I entwine with the camlet Copped a new coat, take notes, when the cam lit I ain't ever under pressure with the wallet made of leather F*ck oppressors, you can never treasure my own measurements You can't mess with excellence, I'm so monumental Target for the top underlined the name with a pencil I been honest, I been frank, I need to cop some Ben Franklins Calling me a sensei, I'm the next sensation Running on the track, passing pricks, lemme run it up Stop sleeping on this motherfucker, bitch I'm boutta lay em' up I done spit that honesty, one of many prodigies I don't roll with foes, Nah I don't f*ck with any wannabes They spoon-feeding deceit to me, f*ck your ideology The prophecy controlling me, a man titled ODYSS3Y
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