Clear Soul Forces - KaBoom lyrics

[Hook] Aye yo, hold up, we 'bout to roll up Smoke, we about to blow up like ka-boom Light the fuse, a booth, I'll burn it down my gasoline dreams Needle leaning towards the E-Fav [Verse 1: E-Fav] Smoother than Gary Coleman When I go in a flowing poet in motion Quoting and kicking that sh** The diabolical forces we got you open Mix the vodka with orange in the turning lane zoning Bring imbalance to my cypher, hold up Getting iller by the milli-second best is probably best that you f**ing haters could muster Go after it like a mad man for dollars The craftier, tackle ba** lines, the artist that's Macgyver with the jargon My n***a I'm being modest and honestly I got a lot on my plate So let that fake sh** out your face just bury you where you lay This that hunger game sh**, lays dinner, wish breakfast So I could give a f** about j**els around you neck-less I'm tryna get rich, rock, then get the neck and dip set with the camera on, live And your enemy in disguise, you now rolling with the best, come get high With the four eyes with raps that's as fat as that triple burger from five guys Sack as big as the fry bag [Hook] Aye yo, hold up, we 'bout to roll up Smoke, we about to blow up like ka-boom Light the fuse, a booth, I'll burn it down my gasoline dreams Needle leaning towards the E-Fav [Verse 2: Noveliss] Gasoline calisthenics, I'm writing on the walls with fire, "pyroglyphics" (whoa) Coming kamikaze as Electrode, telepathic, you tryna' solve a Rubix cube I've mastered it And converted its form to the Tesseract sh**, poetically polygraphic The Paul Pierce alias, mainly is, said to set you free So when I speak I'm breaking these chains over beats The realest written relief, spoken word ammunition Peep those, unlimited, abolition revolutionist cheat codes bending phonetics That rhetoric will tackle your whole section, the flows an urban legend My technique manifested, phantom of the livest shows Lurking in the shadows and snatching you off these microphones The subterranean, genetically altered Weapon X, brainiest replace my tongue with a razor, I lash verbage Slick talker-mania, Juggernaut jargon wordsmith, gasoline dreaming with a box of matches, you count the sheep kid [Hook] Aye yo, hold up, we 'bout to roll up Smoke, we about to blow up like ka-boom Light the fuse, a booth, I'll burn it down my gasoline dreams Needle leaning towards the E-Fav [Verse 3: E-Fav] It's been well over a decade, fighting holding steady Emcees still ain't ready to take it out to the Serengeti Machete raps, hack, sever, chopping, your axis With that one half West Indian fire from snarling belly beast Talk 'em out they Vicki's then rap you up out them cheap seats Balling and snapping clear spit, hating then eat a dick sh** Scribe with a live(r) diction over beats I'm dictating the rate of head nodding quit Prodding keep that cattle stick for chattel b**h [Verse 4: Noveliss] No justice for Trayvon, that jury taught us a lesson Shoot the next white dude in a suit if you feel threatened Nas said it best when "It Was Written" that it's elementary They want us all gone eventually It's open season on the blind, what would Malcolm do? Peeking outside from behind the blinds with a firearm, take two Come on the beat, Gundam Wing with a guillotine And punch lines with the hands of that man from Philippines you gotta be psychotic You think you outlasting this ba*tard with ma**ive raps from the cabin Fever to non-believers, cannibal mandible to your stereo walls of Jericho Rebellious, one listen, f** the judicial system, b**h