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Shaymlusly Elliterate
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Lifeline
VERSE 1
(Elliterate)
As I, wake up in the figurative sense,
pictures and visions of them, wiggerish men,
so I try to...
Divert, they valuing my worth,
by how many nines burst through the hours of my work!?
They, pushing the wayward set,
crooked looking and claiming vet,
so I'm feeling the fire like a bayonet and I jot down...
Humorous quips that I use and fuse into script,
with a luminous wit, truant the few that just take the top crown.
They lacking talent,
they looking past the imbalance with raggedy ballads,
yo it's a malady all this pop sh** .
They not focused but steadily flock, locusts,
ahead of me talk, flowing provoking me like a mosh pit.
Off topic, faking their raps,
blatant I'm facing the fact, the ratio's stack in their favor.
I try to look for the sunny side,
but I'm stuck in a bummy ride
while these crooks are just blundering their wagers?
HOOK
(Elliterate)
So in the nighttime, when I write rhymes,
looking for my lifeline, looking for my lifeline....
(Shaymlus)
And when these rappers lack integrity, I'll be...
(Elliterate)
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Looking for my lifeline, looking for my lifeline...
So in the nighttime, when I write rhymes,
looking for my lifeline, looking for my lifeline..
(Shaymlus)
And if this music slips away from me, I'll be...
(Elliterate)
Looking for my lifeline, looking for my lifeline...
VERSE 2
(Shaymlus)
So as I, lay my head on my memory foam,
thinking of melody drones, rappers that's steadily prone acting.
Dream of a future where rapper spit like they used ta,
instead of tryna confuse ya by saying they proactive.
Sick of the DJ's that yell on they beats,
reppin' irrelevant streets, fella's that sell to the weak minded...
Taking the poetry out their lyrics to hold a g,
and they never spit openly so we can't define it...
So who is that, just spewing in caps,
rapping bout luger's and stacks, smacking a booty in music video's.
Their teeth are shining, but underneath the disguises,
theirs lots of sh** that they hiding I'm hoping I'll prove it critical.
They try to act like the sh** they producing's actually music,
and yet these people consume it, and I don't understand...
So I just try to escape the violent and faceless,
that couldn't run with the ball if I'm passing it to em underhand...
HOOK
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