Miyagism

What in tar nation
Fuck is yah sayin
Cuff a broad chasin
Stuffing yah capes
Suffocating who you trynna save
Most of yah rappin the same
Such a formation
Hard for me to trust anybody they do the dogs tasteless
Ain't no harness I be charging for them corporate digits
While trynna balance my mind frame in this awful system
Laws passed
To get us all dragged
Like them school days ya skin tone
Be ya hall pass
Where you headed
I studied hand to hand combat w black masters
Throw the jab w a counter step n react faster
Sweep the leg they don't care if it's broken
Stay aware cuz things change in the spare of the moment
I'm gifted
Train hard
Disobey laws of gravity
Throw attacks w evil intention to do damage We
Show no mercy for the weak
Cuz life ain't got no pity
Kept the code of honor I'm good in every city

I couldn't show you what my eyes seen
Rear view cloudy my windshield is visined
Stack paper shave profits to divide cream

I'll under cut ya rib cage w a thunder strike
Collaborate n you'll prolly never wanna touch a fuckin mic
Actually they know me won't get on the track with me
It's obvious I got my skill to levels type masterfully
It's gradual
Most of yah rushin
Lacking passion
Please I ain't gotta spit I'll rap this verse telepathically
Professor X before the wheelchair
Instill fear w my presence
Since an adolescence
Knew I had a blessing
Won't stop me tho
Survive chasin after guacito
Move the elbow steven sepal this Hopkiddo
Corny ass rappers is stunt doubles
You don't want trouble
Get yo front bubbled
My side steps would crush rubble
Heavy weighted
Like the chain swing heavy plated
I know some ninjas that was close n quit they never made it
Was right there but may never see
Luke warm n boiling point like one degree

You lack patience and discipline



Credits
Writer(s): Dane Anthony Rose, Todd Smith
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