Lips Sealed

I'd say I'm in an interesting spot
Where music come natural but words do not
It's like I need a beat just to talk
So much to say but I ain't writing a lot
My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed

In music I barely hear any inspiration
The rappers now got no heart an irritation this my invitation
Come give some bars for societies restoration
Listening to their lyrics I need some respiration
When I rap cultural appropriation
Cause I'm white and I write for the greatest sensation
Having my voice heard put me in some realization
I may not be the best right now but I prefer the competition
I want more initiation less imitations mixed with lyric repetition
That ain't new
That's recycled shadow writers creations so I guess u can call this a cremation
We in the morgue and you the newest patient
I'm just here to finish the psychiatric analytical station

My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed

Last night I had dream
I deflowered a flower
To power my own hour
Told her sorry I'm sober
But sober don't mean nothing
So why she fronting
Why she fronting
She smoking blunts repeat
Selling bud on her feet
On the go she blowing she blowing
She can't even stop
Took a moment to own it to show it to blow it to reach out
A promised diploma to grow us to show us to shut down
Now we shut down
Sitting in the back now
A black president to connect but where we at now
Ahhh and where we at now an orange in power of all our lives call it sunny D

My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
I'd say I'm in an interesting spot
Where music come natural but words do not
It's like I need a beat just to talk
So much to say but I ain't writing a lot
My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
My lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed
Lips sealed

I'm just chilling in the 1s and 2s
Like what to do
I have no muse
But let me not
Conversations dropped
I hate to stop
I shine like watts
Like what you got
Don't worry bout it
Just don't ever doubt it
No pouting I'm sprouting
The growth does most dope stay woke make quotes they won't stay low
So neither will I am the greatest
With beats I'm satis
I don't do the wait list
Life too short so I got to make it
I got to make it
I got to make it
I got to make it
Several et ceteras
Severed the sentence
I'm set in my business
They jump I don't finch
I start and you're benched
I'm who they call in a pinch
You want a mile I won't give you an inch
Eagle fly you finch
You hear this flow are you drenched
A while back I'd be lynched
You heard that bar you you winced
Things change
See now just might roll up in tints
Purple suit like a pimp
Even walk with a limp
Boy I'm 10 out 10
From beginning to end
And to all who attend
The goat is now in



Credits
Writer(s): Psyck, Albert Harris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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