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cynicaltesla - no gimmicks كلمات الأغنية

everytime i’m tryin’ rap, i fly and snap, and it just goes over and around your head even though you try and wrap, because i go nerdy, from feeling rap’s science so it’s so dirty, like mats in vegas, rats in cages, and the sh-t that -ss engages, so the way i rap’s contagious, but that’s advantageous, because then i start to rise like a hummock gee, that’s my come up see, so you’re sad then rageous, and can’t stomach me, when i’m giving you indigestion signs when i’m in the session primed, being mad veracious, so enough with all of my suggestion lines, because i’m past voracious, so it’s time to add d-mn pages, or never show my art, and forever apart, of how bad the wage is, so like em(inem) i feel i have to ad(vertise) them rages, to get the attention of and grab teenagers, away from those who start to mumble, towards someone who’s smart and humble, so if you can only speak a tad then save it, and find another way to get past the matrix, without selling your whole soul solely, to be a fad that’s pasted, to get away from the sore world’s talons, with your poor talents, because you’re not rad let’s face it, you’re cr-p clad and basic, so you have to appear gallant, because any revered talent, you chaps had’s been wasted, and i can’t believe people clap glad and praise it, but this world is filled with squares, like a lad’s plaid can’t take it! so i have to act fast but pace it, and make my facts blast them stages, so you’re sayin i’m out of this world like i’m harr-ssing tracks in sp-ceships, so far up that i even have alladin sp-cious, but i’m not even high at all, inspiration is just raining down like hyetal, so my overcasts are gracious, and this might seem, like a pipe dream, so people say get a grip, but i surp-ssed tenacious, and i’m deep as the ocean, with emotion, yea i’m that capacious, and you’re just part of the vast vexacious, and i never try to boast see, but if you’re trying to roast me, try some whack sh-t, because my rhymes are mostly trisyllabic, while you lie and lack wits, because i don’t just believe what i’ve known, and i think on my own, so i’m not like the rest of those mimics, because i love no gimmicks. (god d-mn)

(outro: alan watts – “…and if we can get that clear, we could work out a reasonable agreement.”)

- cynicaltesla

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