Arthur - Figureless Rap Cypher lyrics

I just want to be alive You could never see the price All we do is speak our minds I just want to stay alive You could never pay the price Listen to the way we rhyme Go Till we get it to the pinnacle A minute ago You would never heard a syllable Invincible I'm not Married to the maiden in the middle of a little world You call her luck But enough is enough There's no such thing A voluptuous Lovely miss What the f** is this Covetousness You carry in your eyes I'm very scary, right? We bury every adversary alive Cemetery for your very line of Work The undertaker Make a ma**ive grave of haters While you waited on a prayer I just ate a Now & Later I banish you to a dimension You manage to perish in seconds Standing on top where you're resting Spat on your soul and I left it Just call it harsh I'm a heartless Marksman Shooting out Every little synonym and k**in em in a minimum of A millisecond's timeSomebody help I need a medic I don't know where my head is I'm way too sick and feeling more than just a slight infection I feel affection; holy lord i'm feeling copasetic b**h you best to not forget it b**hes in my direction We could go anywhere We could go everywhere Finger in my mouth like i'm sitting in a dentist chair There's something in the air The crowd is so aware I'm feeling debonair She feeling da-bo*er I'm peaking fast because there ain't no one in front of me Silly with the flow; willy-nilly as i want to be Willy wonka to the rap game--k**ing the children I opened up the package and I saw my golden ticket ok Rap in all caps, pocketing the four pound Stormed the foreground and guess who has the floor now Boy I been high, now I'm getting flown out Klutz is all up in this b**h, your trash is getting thrown out Oh wow! Shining on em think I'm So-Cal My sh** the tits so in a video I go wild Off a little bit, like the half these things I pronounce All about my cash flow, that capital that pronoun Speak in tongues, the profanity is profound Like my b**hes china white, I'm practically a coke hound Well that's dope, but whose really gonna know now? And you should know now, it'd be best for you to bow down How now brown cow, been rhyming since I found out Mary make breathe fire, dog I got a loud mouth Oh so cereal, I'm waiting for the rim shot Before your final burial remember that I am God So let me share with yall my mission statement I keep my diction sacred to brace opponents for disengagement I hit the pavement running, looking for some separation From the pack, gotta keep it going with my inspiration I'm a figureless representation The visual requires more than a rigorous imagination I'm abstract like the start of scientific paper And a lab rat, working til the odds are in my favor I'm a Biochemistry major And I don't care about the opinions made by elementary haters For the most part I got a calm demeanor But I'm a strong believer in keeping it fresher than a laundry cleaner So when I'm on the mic I come correct Because I gotta prove a point and try to garner some respect My rhyme scheme has some polysyllabic intellect So it don't surprise me that it's probly a habit to hit the deck