Built To Write - The Blind Texting lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: DJ Technique] [Verse 1: Doc Science] It's like first I did it and then I said it I'll take the credit, but I'd rather have the debit Rather have no regrets man, rather pay penance Because the Lord don't forget, and you shouldn't bet against it Like blind folks texting, y'all still don't get the message After all these lessons, even though we spread it with our effort Listen, I'm just trying to make it better in this b**h. Preserve my essence Veterans of spit, long gone but remembered for their old songs. Legacy Built strong. Timeless art. Not on the charts, in your heart Where it matters the most. So put the radio close, alone in your room In the zone, light a bone. Let your soul search Trying to find your life's worth in your life's work We all know that life hurts. Kick you while you're down type sh**. Call her a b**h Stand your ground. Don't flinch. Laugh last. Matters most. Get it in [Hook: DJ Technique] [Verse 2: Inqwesson] Alright I shine through exceptional lettering Spell with an "I", "N", "Q" for the emphasis Creative elements overshadow my penmanship The method is more for y'all to feel like an extra tit You know I represent, but had a deficit of sh** to say Press play and the clouds open like fish filleted d**h raying the crowd, soaking like Crystal Lake I sketch blaze without focus and innovate With the pen and pape', the crew ventilates the room vividly The city bleeds gully with color, that's what we live and breathe There are no scripted scenes, just more movie morbidity I'm hearing d**h knock at the door, but just to f** wit' me Grow tighter than most in closed cyphers With my heart's skull and bones exposed like Ghost Rider There is no likeness.____ _____ ____ ____ ____ ____ When we come to the fork in the road we go righteous [Hook: DJ Technique] [Verse 3: Face Valyou] Even before I thought, even before you bought A student of myself, I won't be poorly taught Music for to form his thoughts. Enter the ring Instrumental fling before settling. Let the metronome swing Usually doing me but, pardon me, there's a few of you Drop joints for us to keep it moving to. Relate to John Doe and save Suzy Q Nobody wants to lose their boo. Split your chest All things fall apart. Disconnect. Savor last cigarettes Am I living yet? It's more than a thrill, but I'm enjoying it still Like an oil spill from offshore drills, my flow is unplugged It's like markers in a glove. Cavemen, the way we swing-in clubs Influence the Guv' and hit some nug. It's hot as mug Let go of your grudge and write a novel. The co-ord' an ensemble Rig spin-the-bottle. Let her fondle them on the ottoman Rep our community more than congressmen Build a following. Outlast beyond the time we in [Hook: DJ Technique] [Outro]