Cyne - D.T.F.N lyrics

I let my mind mental go back to grind central It is essential that i move my pencil My credentials and my dental make it nice and simple So yall can hear it never fear it and you come and listen (listen up, listen up) Cause mindstyle forever glisten Makin it a mission, For rap to a be new age established religion So we gon move it in my bullpen My tabernacle will shackle any emcees that want step to me in battle Im keepin it peace and order while im hittin the gavel You talkin that bullsh**? You gonna hit the gravel Cause im gonna do what i can, do what i must Those silly motherf**as cant rock the mic They need to hush That'll be the favorite fanatical lyrical lust Feeding ya ears with grade A lyrical foods stuffs Making you flush when you hear it Making your spirit overjoy for these lyrics that you want to spit it Honey we vivid on candid camera now im gonna scare ya Like godzilla fightin gamera spreadin malaria In ya area pandemonium just a bound To CYNE hittin ya town with the musical sound And move the crowd with the graphic displays of physical waves That make you wanna lose it for days n***a we made, lyrical art and seranade Impress the mind like miracles in biblical days. Blessin the club with my presence Forgave all of my lessons The only protection that im carryin is not a weapon Gets to high steppin when you see me No man can ever beat me I sit back and shine hard believe me Im glistenin Talkin bullsh** while b**hes listenin Wishin a bubble i say im hard on black, michelin Wrapped around this 20inch buckshine, ridiculous Freak nasty hoes cry down and look meticulous You hearin this? Even these chicken heads delirious With the vocab and the neck sparklin serious Come on shorty dont look shy No need feminine With ya cute eyes fat thighs and hair marvelous Skin tone melodic Ya voice sound exotic You so fine popurri scent from when you farted Lets get it started back at my place Gettin retarded And dont be actin brand new boo We gettin on it So whatchu talkin about Here are my digits so hit the walk about So we can set it up in the truck You know we bouta f** So light it up Im blazin yo mind We pa**in the time f** doin lines We sippin on expensive wine Damn youre fine Pretty brown thighs im gonna climb Body sublime Sippin coronas Lickin the lime Line for line Itd be the cise rippin your mind So give me some time So we can unwind Yo, this is how we did it The city is gettin me hype Grabbin the mic Precise star rippin it nice Them and the life My words became the vehicle Movin the crowd Lyrical sounds remain diesel The speakers amplify the words from my mind And the visible stands stand words forth to the cyne Reppin this rhyme hard Standin to the right of the God Up above givin love While he's rappin his song Even though i stand 5'11" My head is touchin heaven Above the clouds the sounds stop 9/11 I be the dickin reverend Rockin the triple 7 And be the crews im wreckin So sunny im far collectin Im stayin leavin the message But sometimes you be second guessin You better be understanding That i never left the first question Move on my music Meticulous in many directions Hittin ya city town area province and section