Aqualeo - Go Hard lyrics

Where am I? Where... am I? (Verse 1: Acie High) I.. Pivot around the galaxy of the colonel Hoping to get accepted, doing my best impression of normal An alien from Total Recall battling a world of Arnolds And I won't retire till the ?? box and attire is formal My color is calmer, but the world is white Are you complex and you all see what the world is like? Hatred sickens my stomach so I tend to hurl at night Then I'm in love with a woman, there's a lot of girls I like Give me the beats, I sing to you as a referral to right The world's light, a round j**el, I'm dropping girls and ??bikes?? I'm not sinful, but I go to war on instrumentals I got my pen out, aiming it at ten hoes, some style like the Bento Or I'll take the pencil , and hold it to the tempo Or bob and see and rock the guys who think this sh** is simple Place the ball by the stars, now play nimbo You don't know what you in for, Price change the tempo (Verse 2: Priceless) All I need is four bars, long enough to go hard I'm strong enough to bogard, but still I choose to flow hard Bold enough to flaunt chain gang and live with no guards Flowing like a sonar, glowing like a lone star And f** all the other kings, I'm my own czar Can idolize Tony, cause my face has its own scar Thought that I had gone far, that was cause I had went left The louder I spoke, I swore the more people went deaf So now I'm back in the habit of kicking, not kissing a**es Got a plaque for spitting, splitting, swishing, sipping mola**es And a knack for handling beer, not b**ha**ness So if you are a b**h a** n***a, pa** us (Verse 3: Acie High) HEY! My composition leaves competition in a slump position I'm atomic, actor b**hes call it well precision I overcome submission Going round for round will be like Chris Brown slapping Rihanna down A dumb decision I come from tradition The typical crack dad, and where's momma at, dont forget to add the drug provision From grandma to Aunt ?? , forced to run from nutrition So now my appetite is like blacks stumped in prison, all gone (Verse 4: Priceless) On flowing, I deserve praise God all done reversed all of my word praise My wordplay is like resurrected the 3rd day Church serving n***as like Larry Bird used to serve J From the corner stripe, like Nas, when he served Jay On the corner like, the common n***a who serves 'Ye Truly poetic and prophetic "Sold my soul to others" sounds synthetic and pathetic See I use my adjectives to get my objectives To my potential turns residuals, that's kinetic (Verse 5: Acie High) Yeah, Aye Somebody call a medic, my body, your work's embedded Underneath, but let it creeps, that are beneath raw genetics I'm alive, but they try to dead it They try to shoot me out the sky, but they don't regret it Criticism is pointless, they say you can't edit She wants some pictures with my strippers, they can shake the credits I'm super unleaded when I'm filling up my spaceship on you hoes A tortoise creeping slow, what are you hares speeding for? Take your time, why don't you live in a rapping life for? Cuz you don't really know how far that rabbit hole goes Try pacing yourself and tracing your steps What in my sense, silly rabbit can't have rape with themselves It's a perverted world, vulgar out of their mind Do I become the tech of the sketcher, composite to find Dudes that only see chicks if they got a behind Is Jimmy Hatsfield with lil' Kim a positive sign? Or do we neuter into the boys and girls to promote image Or do we poison the world and put dope in it If I say f** you, would you say my mouth needs soap in it? Well I save the packs of bubblegum with the joke in it (Verse 6: Priceless) Chewing with a market cane, but no coke's in it Its become my targeted name, to provoke critics Cause I expose gimmicks, quote lyrics so vintage It makes my foes grimace, cause my flow's so ?? Like the Beatles, but not the one's hoped upon Like the Beatles, the one's who sold the most records It's about to be a smorgasbord through your local ward Cause there's a mogul scorn, breathing through my vocal cords It's about to be a smorgasbord through your local ward Cause there's a mogul scorn, breathing through my vocal cords (Outro: Acie High & Priceless) Breathing through my vocal cords (x7) Where am I? Where... am I?