Core Driven
Yeah, look
I'm a mile away
I'm a dotted line away
From my birth time at last
To somebody who never fought and they laughed
I'll never fade
To somebody who never lacked any passion
I'll never brag
To somebody who never had any lessons
It's all about the craft
All about the stats
You gotta brood
It's all about the plan, execution and the phases
It's all in the air
Collating every thought, with no any option that I really have
With clearance to the problem
Yeah
It took me some time
To trust every process
To beg any pardon
To come up with rhymes, etiquette bars, foretelling my life, eternally blaming
Still on the rise
Taking my time
Evading my thoughts
Looking for sparingly time
Handing my honour
Spreading my knowledge
I will just put it with order
Internally glad, hoping for more, push it with silence
Only restore the happiness and the lack of any knowledge
Push it with trust, don't handle it all
Everytime in pitiful crisis
You gotta handle it all
"I never did that"
Validating each and every thought in it
I never gained any passion
Looking for holes and gaps
That I can crawl through
With an aim, and a different plan on a different scale
With a steady lesson
Back at it again, it never ends
I'm a lyrical damage I'm making a mess with my pen
This is easy
Core driven I feel like Yeezy
014 my city Rusty feels like metropolis
Not a protagonist mara vele I'm not anonymous
My oesophagus is burning
Cos I'm scotching on microphones like I'm a fucking dragon
Imagine if I ain't aiming and shooting like a cannon
What would happen?
I'm guessing I would put y'all outta fashion
Shit, I ain't capping you know that I'm stating the facts
BabyGirl where you at?
Coz BabyBoy's coming back
I'm tired of all these flings I need me a piece of that
Maybe I might be tripping but fuck that you nigga met
And for minute I wish that we wouldn't talk about Brent
Think I'm losing my head but I hope that you get what said
Think of calling baby and maybe giving me head
I'm a mile away
I'm a dotted line away
From my birth time at last
To somebody who never fought and they laughed
I'll never fade
To somebody who never lacked any passion
I'll never brag
To somebody who never had any lessons
It's all about the craft
All about the stats
You gotta brood
It's all about the plan, execution and the phases
It's all in the air
Collating every thought, with no any option that I really have
With clearance to the problem
Yeah
It took me some time
To trust every process
To beg any pardon
To come up with rhymes, etiquette bars, foretelling my life, eternally blaming
Still on the rise
Taking my time
Evading my thoughts
Looking for sparingly time
Handing my honour
Spreading my knowledge
I will just put it with order
Internally glad, hoping for more, push it with silence
Only restore the happiness and the lack of any knowledge
Push it with trust, don't handle it all
Everytime in pitiful crisis
You gotta handle it all
"I never did that"
Validating each and every thought in it
I never gained any passion
Looking for holes and gaps
That I can crawl through
With an aim, and a different plan on a different scale
With a steady lesson
Back at it again, it never ends
I'm a lyrical damage I'm making a mess with my pen
This is easy
Core driven I feel like Yeezy
014 my city Rusty feels like metropolis
Not a protagonist mara vele I'm not anonymous
My oesophagus is burning
Cos I'm scotching on microphones like I'm a fucking dragon
Imagine if I ain't aiming and shooting like a cannon
What would happen?
I'm guessing I would put y'all outta fashion
Shit, I ain't capping you know that I'm stating the facts
BabyGirl where you at?
Coz BabyBoy's coming back
I'm tired of all these flings I need me a piece of that
Maybe I might be tripping but fuck that you nigga met
And for minute I wish that we wouldn't talk about Brent
Think I'm losing my head but I hope that you get what said
Think of calling baby and maybe giving me head
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Writer(s): Oabile Diale
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