CRIPPLA - Wheat Straw Rap lyrics

I dumb it down for the crowds tend to gawk Like a hawk, pick a pigeon never fought Never taught, before the days of thought Ideas are being bought at the cost of your attention Free intervention Verbal ventilation If dreams are for the chasing I'm lacing up my Nikes In a life with, many vices Many mic devices, fighting for the nicest With an appetite for bison Ham is for the mices, my sights have been heightened Enlightening, I'm heaven sent Where the f** Little Nicky at? Must have left him in the back, yea we cla**y cats Where my ashes at, oh I never sparked em yet Must have left em in the back Where my ashes at, oh I never sparked em yet Must have left em in the back where Little Nicky at ... My heart stash like dope cash I'm part brash Ma**es fast to ga**ed to react blast That's cla**, posted in the back, sitting above the trap Simple like elementary math Perfect chemistry born in that lab Type of lad who parts the seas with Moses in his path Kamikazes see cla** right before they crash Into trees that he's lighting, forest fire frightening It brightens what is seen Rock a pair of goggles, James Worthy I'm so sick my disease not worthy mentioning I call it art on my mark finish missing like a f**ing Noah Ark Never had a car of Tony Stark, I'm an Ironman used my legs from the start With a smile mighty large Toking on bud color hair do on Marge I got a scenic view of this World of ours, from Mars, go Bizarre No D-12, DSV we breakig all ya shelves Like Home Alone but we is home, got the chrome at home One hit'll split ya muthaf**in dome