BigOmuziq - Vent lyrics

[Verse 1] Make sure your speakers are bumpin' For this speech to the public Fresh out the oven, disgusting flow bout to feed to these stomachs Time to feast on these gluttons These MCs that be frontin' A new release, I'm turning doubters to believers in something Game been needing discussion, its been bleeding corruption Diseased, they all asleep, well wake up see here's a piece of instruction Grab your sneakers start running, tongue my heater, I'm huntin' Here comes the fever, leave or be caught underneath the destruction [RUN IT] Lord forgive me before I k** it, men women and children get ready to witness the realest No gimmicks, no image, best wishes to bigots, when finished Mimics turn back into princes that ribbit Kings think they game, but to me they only scrimmage See I bury a beat, make sure my critics can dig it Whoever cross me again, just know I'm burning our bridges Society called and I heard but ain't no stopping a menace Plaster manufactured rappers, in less than a minute So many styles and flows on microphones I got a flow drobe Bring a war zone to they whole globe know I got em yelling "oh no!" Speak in prose, a vehicle, my messages as clear as ghost No GMOs au naturale you think you got the wits go? Sink your boat, yo battleship, battling just to hit my notes bu*ter flow, smeared on toast, and deadly like 6 feet below My point across, against all odds, I live through faith and fear of God The king of thrones, this just verse 1, NOW HEAR ME ROAR! [Hook x2] They call me underdog, think I only came to play Made me wonder God, am I good enough to stay? When my number called, I'll be sure to raise the stakes Change the game until it break, n make sure, they know my name [Verse 2] Give me the cue to go, I lose control and go to work like cubical A beautiful stupid flow, take a look see what I do to foes Funerals, for every beat I use to make these musicals Cook soup and noodle bowls to nourish souls, eat up, my food is hope "Will he choke?" Asking, they gossip while they all glued to phones But he won't, stop rapping cuz' he promised he'd stay true to home Fools and jokes all hope he falls, but I'm here until I'm gone Won't dumb it down, flow smart and fast, I call this one here Ramadan So check me out, make sure it register Yo boy he ain't no replica Temperature another level outside the range of your cellular Out in space nearing nebula, far as sight of your retina Predator, slaying prey I make prayers for my competitors Officers and questioners, scholars, and etc., Guess at my agenda, all calling me way too secular Can't profit off the prophets, or pretend to be a messenger Intentions with my God, I accept him as my creditor No I don't rap for applauds, see, I rap for a cause Name another rapper retracting from mackin' on broads Matter of fact in my back pocket know I'm practicing law A magnet attracting judgment just like the gavels in courts So many rats attack my tracks, n try to knock me off course But of course, unlike them I'm never getting trapped by the source Stay attached to my path, and then get back on my horse I make art from the heart, not for charts or reports (screw yo instagram) I'm unpopular with followers, my username anonymous No tolerance for politics, too busy smoking Parliaments On house arrest, jottin' down vowels a buncha consonants On documents til my flows synonymous with an arsonist Or phosphorus, bout to blow, until then got no time to rest Accomplishments don't get accomplished til you jump up off the cliff Cognizant of risks, but I'll shoot until my targets hit I had to get this off my chest, and represent, I call this vent! [Hook x2]