Last Straw
Let your lighter flick
Take another hit
Aw shit
Its the kid
MF Oblivion
With that ill rendition
You know the mission
Constantly re-emitting these different feelings
It's way too cataclysmic
Listen to the shit that I spit
Alleviate the static with my fists
I think there's something that we're missing
Cause I know the government be slipping
Toxic chemicals into what we're sipping
Can't get a moment of peace
Even when I'm alone pissing
Analyzing the schisms
Witnessing the separation of the masses
Two different sides
Like the left and right
Of 3D glasses
I'm killing off the ego in the name of passion
Watch me break down
The meaningless bullshit into fragments
And then into fractions
Underground sound rose
To the surface again
But you'd never guess
How it really happened
Didn't mean to split your wig
Or murder your kin
But you mother fuckers were caught slipping
Don't fuck with my energy
While I'm off tripping
Consistence with persistence is key
Swift mobility
Over the beat
Like Running on feet
Leaving marks on the concrete
Wyling out
In the streets
Spitting flavored heat
Each and every day
Of the mother fucking week
Ain't no mother fucking sheep
As you can see
The shit that I spit is so unique
Releasing energy
At a frequency
That's beyond the capability
Of measuring
Don't want your amphetamines or ketamine
I'll stick with bud
Shrooms
And LSD
Time to make your fucking move
Cause that shit ain't up to me
Can't live in a constant state of luxury
Quit fronting
And go out and get something
Can't beat these techniques
Stress don't even sweat me
Cause I know I'll reach
The calm of the storm eventually
Kicking it inevitably
I'm rocking rhymes so incredibly
I'm bringing back that raw boom bap
Let that
Shit just slap
Like a hatin' mother fucker's face
Against the dash
You never really realize it's too much
Until it was the last straw
To break the camel's back...
The last straw
Last straw to break the camel's back
Was the last straw
Last straw to break the camel's back
Take another hit
Aw shit
Its the kid
MF Oblivion
With that ill rendition
You know the mission
Constantly re-emitting these different feelings
It's way too cataclysmic
Listen to the shit that I spit
Alleviate the static with my fists
I think there's something that we're missing
Cause I know the government be slipping
Toxic chemicals into what we're sipping
Can't get a moment of peace
Even when I'm alone pissing
Analyzing the schisms
Witnessing the separation of the masses
Two different sides
Like the left and right
Of 3D glasses
I'm killing off the ego in the name of passion
Watch me break down
The meaningless bullshit into fragments
And then into fractions
Underground sound rose
To the surface again
But you'd never guess
How it really happened
Didn't mean to split your wig
Or murder your kin
But you mother fuckers were caught slipping
Don't fuck with my energy
While I'm off tripping
Consistence with persistence is key
Swift mobility
Over the beat
Like Running on feet
Leaving marks on the concrete
Wyling out
In the streets
Spitting flavored heat
Each and every day
Of the mother fucking week
Ain't no mother fucking sheep
As you can see
The shit that I spit is so unique
Releasing energy
At a frequency
That's beyond the capability
Of measuring
Don't want your amphetamines or ketamine
I'll stick with bud
Shrooms
And LSD
Time to make your fucking move
Cause that shit ain't up to me
Can't live in a constant state of luxury
Quit fronting
And go out and get something
Can't beat these techniques
Stress don't even sweat me
Cause I know I'll reach
The calm of the storm eventually
Kicking it inevitably
I'm rocking rhymes so incredibly
I'm bringing back that raw boom bap
Let that
Shit just slap
Like a hatin' mother fucker's face
Against the dash
You never really realize it's too much
Until it was the last straw
To break the camel's back...
The last straw
Last straw to break the camel's back
Was the last straw
Last straw to break the camel's back
Credits
Writer(s): Reece Bledsoe
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