Skrip - Underscore 3 lyrics

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Skrip - Underscore 3 lyrics

A young mickey rourke red skin like a bug bite Young prince this is what it sounds like when thugs fight Touch mic's, make the whole system go to new heights I ain't talking drinking when I say this bud's light The young chap with a backpack could wrap raps In a circle around these whack cats like that's that Rowdy like I'm ronda heat streak out in arabia They forgot the prophet like princess anastasia Rap so clean beat so dirty Don't act so stiff, taxidermy You don't know? Now you heard me Dead people wake up, weekend at bernies You look up to me like you gary colemen You get scared of me like a grip of vulcan You won't win the game cuz you got a token You Falling down a path that's gone leave you broken I'm rabidly ravaging irrelevant ruckus Rolling over rhetorical rhythms relentlessly roughing Reprimanding resistance I'm a renegade on a mission Meticulously masking more music that's missing a vision Victoriously viable violence taking the kingdom Collecting corpses of orphans preaching to all who we're bringing I'm standing up now you judging while sitting down It's easy watching stars when your feet are still on the ground Riding through the night like a scooter I cross over Playing these hoops like hula the boss cobra We g.i joe's no losers we fly sober They google me on these computers and hear pop soda I'm on a roll like tootsie sweet when I release while you kittens playing footsie Rapping since I was 5, beats since I was 12 I've always just been myself slept next to my record shelves (You Know Me) This industry rick moranis I guess they blew up the kid They said there's no room for spanish pero mira just what God did Nadien como Mi Senor It's really just how I live While speaking to every mommy and daddy and every kid So they get saved by the bell like screech no Saved by The Lamb I preach so You can get a pa** like a cheat code From this young puerto rican chico You can't get this real so you settling for sweet and low I roll with a k**a team cutting like a guillotine Cleaning like some listerine while chewing anti histamines An introverted a**ertive but they gone call me mr. mean But I could never fit in like a heavy weight in skinny jeans Your favorite rappers keep watching my every step Every album is greater some will hate it to d**h They using they fingers while I'm saving the breath Of the souls across the world who have a few minutes left It's your co-pilot speaking there's turbulence up ahead Stay seated and comfortable if you choose to remain dead But if you want to make a change Then jump right out of the plane Only way you can be saved is by losing your life today See the reason I'm undefeated has nothing to do with fame Has everything to do with the power inside the name Jesus Christ, God and man in the flesh for us was slain So you can call me what you want but I will not refrain From representing the glorious truth of The King who reigns The author and finisher for His church He will come again And you act like you don't notice but one day you'll truly see That the same King you deny is really living in me

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