Sweatshop Union - Feed lyrics

Yall tryna climb and get it Just ‘cause Simon said it I rather fly instead it’s built into my genetics I’m always pushing harder, yall really shouldn’t bother You’re wearing wood and armor, my armor’s good and stronger Much nicer too, with all sorts of j**els on it Your whole team’s corny, yall dogs and fools on it My whole team’s awesome, my whole team is gossippin up the sleeve Anybody tryna feed off em So take precautions, You’re sleepwalkin through a mine field, I’m tryna wake you up as a peace offering They called me tree frog in ’02 by your free conscious 20-13, it’s Steve Hawking Never been afraid of the darkness sponsored links Yea, I’ve been a slave to this nonsense You could probably take these words out of context And realize I’m too complex, man I’m far fetched Gone, peace, see ya later But don’t come back contact the lunar crater When the sky go black, fall back The star vapors so the walls don’t crack If they do I might make a move Zoom, rap typhoon We up in the peek, high noon to high noon Something’s gotta live inside of my goons ‘Cause I feed on the fumes opposes, no fake personas We keepin it real, don’t try and console us We keep it concealed if you try to control us We been takin the wheel And while our minds burn out, find out We gon heal, baby it’s okay Sweatshop, Snak The Ripper Yea, I got it Guns and roses for you bums and posers Punching noses son, I’m dumb ferocious Acting like you grimy but this one’s the grossest Doses of these d** got you under hypnosis Look how easily Snaky work the pen Catch you motherf**ers countin black word from 10 It’s this earth, don’t even know what universe I’m in Leave it to the last minute but my verse is in Dominant mind state, violate the opposition Offer no escape before exposing our position Finally skinning house pets, I’mma rob their mission From the offer up but ain’t nobody wanna listen f** em, this beat is dirty like the toilet at the mall Don’t wanna spoil the surprise but there’s some soil in the stall Sippin gasoline and smoking dirty oil in the hall When it comes to k**in toys I’m loyal to it all I can smell the fear across the room, it’s clear A hungry lion on the loose, you’re like a wounded deer An easy target for the pride, about to disappear An irregular time is near, for real that’s like Bieber versus fear, the f** up outta here Bout to feel the full so it’s like purpose versus pack of hawkers And feel the levee or a semi with these rhyming corpses d**h 3, I’m heavy like a flyin portion Droppin bombs on you prime so hear me clear through the distortion Dog fighter writer when we serving you the same hand A royal flush against your nothing to you cavemen Out there busy clubbing while I’m workin on my gameplan That’s why my flow is fire like a lighter to a spray can Higher than a space man, I’m on a different planet While you stranded on some damage, little can but screamin dammit Tried to step and did a face plan Landed on your hand prints The whole city think you sh**ty, you ain’t strong enough to stand yet