Wolf of Poetry
The one and only, alone but never lonely
You may know of, not too many know me
Day packed full, most impactful animal
One man army, admirable admiral
Capital my name when you speak
Capitalize on the lazy and the weak
You cappin', can't catch a webcast
Liver than watching me casket any beat
Don't expire, have you retired?
Snackin' on a can of beans
Count on me, lucky stars for weeks
Wack and wicked, get winded, wheezin'
Tryna run with me like they forgot to breathe
Least you got to see
Me show my ass before you had some grass to eat
Hand the pen to me
Watch me casually cause casualties on a winning spree
Top rhyming, you top ramen, recap the beef
My words did backflips, ass kicked
All you did? Sit and steam
More trash than a middle seat
On a flight packed between
Two elderlies with body odor and kids to feed
Your shit gets more skips than the first porno scene
I got more trust issues than the government
Trust but verify
Terrorize the mic
Ghost-write in pairs, I always play both sides
Sign treaty, fly satellite at the same damn time
Termonuclear
Muchos orbitan, me cuidan, quieren triangular
Sin entrar a la atmósfera miran brillar
¿Quién se quiere arimar?
Destrucción total
I'm scarred, calloused, textured rough
Like sound of howling wolf
I'm no good, I'm fucked up
Know the duck when the room full
Outside making smokestacks
Only here for that spoonful, old soul
She say I'm shy at the show, oh no
I just don't shit with a plate some bowls go
Got a job to do
Sometimes bitches go rogue
When you're tryna go postal
Even with your best game, won't get anywhere
Addressing me by pet names, all business
Everybody friendly, ain't for friendship
Came here to earn and burn out
Not learn intentions
Keep distance for mine in your protection
As a curb, I'd succumb to pain
Learned to prey on it
Now I eat that shit for breakfast
Gnarl my teeth, defend my peace
They aren't for close inspection
Cry wolf all you want, I ain't coming
Strong with my pack
Alone I'm still a bad motherfucker
You know my howl when you hear it
Don't make an appearance any day
Hills to hen house, I'ma eat anyway
Then turn loose
Go back to chasing the moon
Stay to myself
You never know who's trying to make a meal out of you (meal out of you)
Wolf of Poetry
Sin
Syla Volume Two
Pues claro que sí
Thank you for listening
You may know of, not too many know me
Day packed full, most impactful animal
One man army, admirable admiral
Capital my name when you speak
Capitalize on the lazy and the weak
You cappin', can't catch a webcast
Liver than watching me casket any beat
Don't expire, have you retired?
Snackin' on a can of beans
Count on me, lucky stars for weeks
Wack and wicked, get winded, wheezin'
Tryna run with me like they forgot to breathe
Least you got to see
Me show my ass before you had some grass to eat
Hand the pen to me
Watch me casually cause casualties on a winning spree
Top rhyming, you top ramen, recap the beef
My words did backflips, ass kicked
All you did? Sit and steam
More trash than a middle seat
On a flight packed between
Two elderlies with body odor and kids to feed
Your shit gets more skips than the first porno scene
I got more trust issues than the government
Trust but verify
Terrorize the mic
Ghost-write in pairs, I always play both sides
Sign treaty, fly satellite at the same damn time
Termonuclear
Muchos orbitan, me cuidan, quieren triangular
Sin entrar a la atmósfera miran brillar
¿Quién se quiere arimar?
Destrucción total
I'm scarred, calloused, textured rough
Like sound of howling wolf
I'm no good, I'm fucked up
Know the duck when the room full
Outside making smokestacks
Only here for that spoonful, old soul
She say I'm shy at the show, oh no
I just don't shit with a plate some bowls go
Got a job to do
Sometimes bitches go rogue
When you're tryna go postal
Even with your best game, won't get anywhere
Addressing me by pet names, all business
Everybody friendly, ain't for friendship
Came here to earn and burn out
Not learn intentions
Keep distance for mine in your protection
As a curb, I'd succumb to pain
Learned to prey on it
Now I eat that shit for breakfast
Gnarl my teeth, defend my peace
They aren't for close inspection
Cry wolf all you want, I ain't coming
Strong with my pack
Alone I'm still a bad motherfucker
You know my howl when you hear it
Don't make an appearance any day
Hills to hen house, I'ma eat anyway
Then turn loose
Go back to chasing the moon
Stay to myself
You never know who's trying to make a meal out of you (meal out of you)
Wolf of Poetry
Sin
Syla Volume Two
Pues claro que sí
Thank you for listening
Credits
Writer(s): Oladipo Akanni Oyediran, Marcus Alexander, Jelen Farrow, Patrick Pombuena, Sergio Ramos
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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