A Poet Dies Reprise (feat. $adflcko)

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Tylr C

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Syndicate individuals
When I spit it gets spiritual
They all say they lyrical
But I don't remember they rhymes
Don't remember they schemes
Cold December equals some frozen rhymes
Put my shit on repeat
Y'all don't wanna listen to me
You follow all these trends
And these scams
I tend to interact
With a social concept
All my fucking vocals viewed as abstract
All these flashbacks
Got me focused on my past
All this potion and this wax
What I need to relax
So call me an addict
You can call me what you want
I got some bad habits, you don't like it
Then just do something about it
You won't do it but you'll type it
Can't even count on my 10 fingers
All the albums I done
But none of them been winners
So there ain't nothin I done
That got me excited
Shit just got me enlightened
Linked up with United
Now my streams expedited
Now my team copyrighted
On the scene like some titans
On the scene like some titans
Shit, pass that bitch to Amaru Tha Almighty
A poet dies, no reprise
Music then suffers
I'm with my brothers in the glove
I'm with my brothers in the glove sipping liquor
They say we infamous I promise those are not whispers
Revolutionary we go getters
Mad villains being prophets and poets
Lies within us, C-U-L-T
Put your glass up if you with us
I Just Wanna Rap bumping loud through your speakers
A poet dies, his mama cries, it's me
Mr. Bastard, AKA sad eyes
Cult Encounters we for the children and that's forever
No reprise, the poet dies
Music then suffers, forever
Vinyls and stereos
Miles from home
Flcko man, it's been a while
We still got the throne
Some true moon child's
Hit a milli on our own
666 Cult to Cult Encounters, bitch add the Co.
Northern Michigan stones
I Just Wanna Rap
What I told my moms and dad
They all look at me funny
Go ahead laugh
I can't do it, cause I'm white I'm fucking trash
Cause I can't fucking write no it ain't sounding like I rap
Despite like all the light that you see, when you working on your craft
Sometimes I just think, what if this shit it doesn't last?
Tape recorders I'm flashing
Lights camera action
I might just see past this
And I must emphasize
You in the dust where you lie
We don't give a f*ck about you, Cult Encounters or die
We don't give a f*ck about you, Cult Encounters or die
As human beings, we are so artificially focused on being better then everybody else
We're so scaled in on our own self being, in our own state of mind
That we tend to forget about the great things that surround us in everyday life on planet Earth
The greatest gift of all of mankind, our voices
We must take advantage of the platform's today's time's have given us to speak out
For the kids out here starving without a roof, or without a mother or a father to provide for them
The people with lost families, the people who fought for our freedom and now pay in putrid ways
For the people who feel like they lost in they own thoughts, and can't find any meaning in this world
And for the people that feel like nobody is there for them, Cult Encounters, it's for the people

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