ROBIN BLACK lyrics : "Goku's Hair"
not religious
believe in heaven
give my dead friends
somewhere to kick it
rappin cus i can't promise i'll die laughin
so turn the knob up if i got shot up didn't pop up
like live jasmin
word to ayn rand my design damaged
it's kinda like atlas shrugs
where lil girls could catch a slug
bioshock style
pacs style stockpiled,
this how keith harring rockin a basquiat crown
sorta mainey
spit poetic justice
no kendrick or drake
like waterboardin cheney
change from within
recycle it in the pen
pen the cycle im living in
i write it begin again
fire like bibles and benjamins
anti arabism semitism
venisons on ritalin
idolize ignorance
rifle righteous disciples and stifle the innocent
write get on the mic
then stick my dick in the internet
this fictional intellect
let me walk in the game like where the crown at?
stanley kubrick flick with a marvin gaye soundtrack
look at my watch
%#@! it's now o clock
misfits
fitted by they ms. chips
they want that
they spit that "in the kitchen" like counter tops
and end up whisperin that "how we flop"
an owl i watch
silent
like white donut powdered
cops
white powder snot
prowl the block scowlin
nothin to rap about what you sellin ounces of weed for
if it aint what we bout we out
reroutes and detours
my click sick
cus my clique click
like a mouse and a keyboard
but feel free
to disagree maliciously
hate on
$#&@ these $$#holes like gay !@$^
i say it RIGHT they just say it more
sware i should call shenanigans
style fatter then the $$# on a mission street manequin
royal rumble ramblin
all my tangents in the ring scramblin to be champion
over
siclicle fictional sires
digital empires
you not in hell cus theres no physical fire
don draper man
iimmy mcnulty
swiggin jameson when that sweet get salty
stompin on beats and my feet get faulty
used to listen to my favorite rappers and pay attention
but it's different
now that i could stack my rhyme books taller THAN em
so break yourself for your $#&@in market
ask me
r-u-g ?
like a $#&@in carpet
plus my %#@! is vivid
so stressed my %#@! is liquid
can't stomach
a stomach i wish i didn't
place coffee in.
unfocused, feelin hopeless
but kno
i'm soblessed every day a tasteoxygen
this is
zombie jazz
insomniac graff
on old mitt romneys ads
well established
hella cabbage gettin
saprophytic rap religion.
glass ceilng
shards in my hair
art of martyrdom partisan
the more i care the harder to share
sneak dissas
i aint withya friendly fire
critics ho's
at my shows
yeah
really hope u there
nope no sucky double vocal layer
ima beast
thats why my vocals bear
lines like a sudoku player
what im sayin super.
on point like gokus hair
hear me acapell or bangin on bangin beats
same dude you see in the streets
assume hes soft like angels sheets
shamin sheets of paper with lyrics on em
put the mirror on em
youngstas screamin $#&@ the system
but wont reverse enginereen on em
pacifists get nails passed thru fists
and ya team throwed
el ectric kool aid acid test
$#&@ what a check say
louis v louis ck wit a sk
on ccsf.edu addin classes
hapl e ss masses,
outcast and laughin,
capsule passin, passion craftin
cashless vast happenstances
hip hop is dead and im not anotha cracker laughin
this lightening striking
this the caskets crackin
this the triumph music
lions music
2012 giants music
dreamin, droolin lighter fluid
wake up and set fire to it
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