IS OUT (feat. BOHEMIAN GEMINI)

BOHEMIAN GEMINI
Wow
JD on the track
Let's go

Keep it low, we down here trying to hit it
I've been waiting for the show, I don't really want the hoes
I been hoping for the shh going chilling
Gotta tune it on the town, so we going ahead and browse

Feeling like going through a mix tape
Some of them not gonna miss them
Going through a lot just to beat me
"Take it easy boy" Fuck you are tripping? (Yeah)

The answer is out there
Not easy to find it
Got a lil taste shit is sour
Stop to fuck around this is reality

Yeah, yeah, But I'll show them how
Yeah, yeah, You'll repeat the sound
Yeah, yeah, And you'll bang it loud
Yeah, yeah, And I'll hear them shout

The real G, he be watching from above
Low key, but no trying to keep me low (Low, low, ey)
They really messed it up, but not trying to give it up
No captions need it no, now hold on to my cup

Young man Mireles letting off testosterone
JD droppin' traps and 808s like he home alone
Setting the scene for these actors to simply them play their roles
If they act up then it's whack-a-mole

Bars meant to hold the worst like Guantanomo
Dropping on these foes and woes like Geronimo
On my Sitting Bull Kimo Sabe, if you know you know
Putting on for the whole of the 214 (Yeah, yeah, let's get it)

We keep getting distant
Flawless not optimistic
The job aint done, no misses, so shut up listen
Driving our fatalism
Bohemian Gemini got the vision (Vision)
The set-up, on mission (What's up)

We can go, toe to toe
Let'em know, that I go
Beast to Beast So
Whenever they feel me they feeling the beat on my chest
Who I am to simply than sever the rebel to know I'm simply another revel than rebelling
(What, what, what)

Keep it low, we down here trying to hit it
I've been waiting for the show, I don't really want the hoes
I been hoping for the shh going chilling
Gotta tune it on the town, so we going ahead and browse

The answer is out there
Not easy to find it
Got a lil taste shit is sour
Stop to fuck around this is reality

Yeah, yeah, But I'll show them how
Yeah, yeah, You'll repeat the sound
Yeah, yeah, And you'll bang it loud
Yeah, yeah, And I'll hear them shout

East side Fitzhugh bred what I call my home
Work ethic made me of stone when it's on its on
Never minding all the senseless idleness
If you with it we'll connect that's that wireless
Only getting what you putting in the rest is put to test
Regardless of what you calling it
Sheer willed determination driving me to stampede
Over the lame and cripple in the arrogance simply to simply sever whoever relies on Gimmicks thinking they clever what?



Credits
Writer(s): Leonardo Mireles
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