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Re-spawned

• Tempo: 148–158 Rap .Platinum Metro Beat .Lead Electric Gutiar Solo Play’s Fast Through Beat

Curbstomper11773·2:49

Lyrics

I just got domed an-this shit-lagging not re-spawning ok yeah I’m back in

buffering frames in my brain while I’m snapping the track in

I-know-know! I’m weird says the guy who drops off pipes to his-ho-house wife

so she can git high-wit the love of her life, ritual nights, chemical lights

the cute Lill green guy as they sit back-n contemplate my demise

but at the same time can’t figure out if I’m hot-or-snot

boiling or rot, polar or not, gold or a clot in the pot that you’re plotting

while he drives off smoking spicy-laced-pot wit-a-plot

to chop my hands off and and later eat my head-fo-dinnerrr

tell me again how that’s normal behavior? that’s not weird?

Maybe just a bit queer? Oh no I’m so full-a-fear

asking God why he sent me here? gears grinding, steering the sphere

Bishh pleas scratch you off my knee like an-Lill-flee

then sneeze-snot in your face, bless you, I meant that disrespectfully

I’m the blood-clot that’ll knock

Ya off the block, lock streets, freeze clocks, lungs stop

smoking that dry-ice will make ya brain rot ya know

thoughts fog, frost bite, mind gone, time lost

thanks for getting all flushed-n-flashy and deciding to rush me

adrenaline junkie, hands shaking, heartbeat rushy

rushy you and who are going to crush me?

mirrors crack when I ask me, reflection don’t trust me

I’m climbing-n the tree-rhyming with the gillie-n-acts

camouflage syllables stitched in the fabric of facts

2:38-n-338 lapua sendings this-n back to-ya

snapping like recoil, sentences blackened and flat to ya

Grim reapers not cinematic-dramatic-causing-static-from-tha-attic

no panic, just damage, raw language jagged and manic

trading gory-war-stories-n-thinking Lill-oh

curbs down hear just snoring, whole block dead silent, pillow talk boring

Keep snorting every thing you spit sounds the same

carbon copies in a loop, same frame, same lane

and after awhile same seems boring Sam-ol-story

I’m bending the vowels, shredding the cadence, deforming the inventory

inventory glitching, digits twitching, vision flicker-snap

breath clipped, jaw wired, never letting syllables nap

overclocked thoughts dump fast, no buffer, no lag

tongue triplet-kicks till the track start to drag

neural sparks arc, cortex crackle and buzz

every consonant cuts like it came dipped in rust

no pause point, joints locked, teeth grind when I speak

I’m chewing through beats till the waveform weak

bars stack tight like compressed steel springs

each word ricochet off the last thing I sling

panic pace, manic pen, zero float in the verse

I don’t surf on the beat, I reverse it and burst

lungs burn but the flow don’t stall

pressure builds till the sentence walls fall

click-clack cadence, syllable spray

rapid-fire grammar with no safety delay

I don’t breathe between bars, I steal air from the gaps

syncopated attack, every vowel collapse

mind race, pen chase, letters smear

thoughts sprint faster than fear can appear

no hook bait, no space, just teeth and tone

full-clip diction till the mic feel bone

beat cuts dead but my head still spitting

metronome broken, my pulse keep ticking

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