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odyss3y - ambuscade lyrics

[verse i]
back up on track, i’m running laps again
yeah, they want me on that new wave, but i already been tapping in
wordplay visionist, k!ller of the hypocrites
labels tryna sign, but the deal’s illegitimate
nah, too many rap figures pay attention to they commas
continous drama to seem bigger to fit they personas
a different psyche, all to seem so high and mighty
the richer been caught in desires, curse of aphrodite
so many great people fallen from grace
one wrong move, your life is now enclosed in a case
too many people popping smoke, whether its cannabis or bashfulness
all the scummy b_tches turn to vultures when the clout evaporates
now they ravenous, the overdosers are just moldered by the decomposers
then it’s over, it’s the closure
that’s that lca, life cycle of _n_lysis
but the clout chasers are just life_created accidents
so acidic when i spit it, copy this you f_cking mimic
parasitic gimmicks lost the grip, now leech onto a clinic
mumble rappers fumble words, they fail the functions when they calibrate
the brain becomes the blanker slate when they attempt to calculate
i’m making art with my pieces, my sh_t been delicate but elegant
a poet so eloquent, the specialist in his element
these rappers are just actors acting by faking the malice
now they drinking from the chalice, with gold soiled in palace
[verse ii]
how these power players want paper, but folding like a pamphlet
the pencil sharp, like i, shake spears outta hamlet
i know i ain’t the g.o.a.t, but i entwine with the camlet
copped a new coat, take notes, when the cam lit
i ain’t ever under pressure with the wallet made of leather
f_ck oppressors, you can never treasure my own measurements
you can’t mess with excellence, i’m so monumental
target for the top underlined the name with a pencil
i been honest, i been frank, i need to cop some ben franklins
calling me a sensei, i’m the next sensation
running on the track, passing pr_cks, lemme run it up
stop sleeping on this motherf_cker, b_tch i’m boutta lay em’ up
i done spit that honesty, one of many prodigies
i don’t roll with foes, nah i don’t f_ck with any wannabes
they spoon_feeding deceit to me, f_ck your ideology
the prophecy controlling me, a man titled odyss3y

- odyss3y lyrics

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