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Lewis Morris
Lewis Morris
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Dan Moffat
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Lewis Morris
Lewis Morris
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Never see it coming Flick of the match Can of gas, and they're running When I said I spit flames They thought I was bluffing Or it was a metaphor Got time on my side And, I'm ready for the war My modus operandi Never let trophies or Recognition be the guide That's how they dull your sword They'll say it's not as strong as a motherfuckin pen Not knowing they're the same They deny the power of This fuckin ink yet again They never shoulda let me get some What a shame. Now, they'll never shut me up Unless they put me in a grave Even then, I'll be in heaven Penning epics in the rain You gon feel this shit, nigga That's a promise I don't break Irresponsible with this shit A toddler with a grenade So, trust that if you fly wrong There ain't no fuckin bygones Beef gets topped off With a tiny pinch of Sazon Who I swing the bat on Louisville Slugger gets its splat on Shit'll knock like the beats I rap on Have your life flashing Like I at age 5 Choking on a marble the size of a quarter The why as to how I survived Or the fact I'm still alive Wouldn't be the last time I faced Less than stellar odds Of making it out with a pulse. It can only be God Keeping me around Past my expiration date NAH It's a Fiasco Witness it, or get smacked Go tell your fuckin homies that Lewis Morris is back Been lamping up in the lab Setting MPCs ablaze Hold your Spotify for ransom How dare you forget my name Pandemic age insured That the audience in my brain Would often be unimpressed It's caustic, living this way With two voices inside of me That knows that I'm the illest And one of which is too afraid to admit it Cuz confidence is scary Confidence poses risks Believe in yourself so hard Hoping the world notices it In the blink of eye You are washed You are fat And you're tired And you wish you could go back When you were easily inspired That's legit the only shit I'll ever miss about my 20's Well, that and being skinny I'm tired of fucking dimming my soul. Cut the lights on Make sure the fuckin mic's on Tha Illest is in the fuckin building BANG
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