Contain The Rush

Claiming you got some bars I'm sick of this shit
We need to rebuild like licit split
How can we expect the truth to persist
When all that's been passed is a flick of the wrist

Don't flick up my lighter man give me my Bic
No ones gonna get hurt if you give me my script
Fans peeping my merch they get giddy and flip
Then I ship out the product and give them the slip

From the Prophet's description the Architect building the foundation for killing this track
The long lost prescription our bars over rhythm and round table of gents spitting facts
Intense then relaxed, a breath it'll pass, a breast with the past, the best with the pad
Invest in the messages mess with the vestiges next step be blessed where you're at

Ain't no stopping or containing us
All these wack motherfuckers look the same to us
Ain't hear to scrape the win man we play to crush
Move at breakneck speed can't contain the rush



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Rowan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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