Cyne - Tide Of Life lyrics

It's the ouiji bomb playas sneakin up on the avenues From ante up we jump the snake eyes bout the battle you Hold your hands up heard you're back from sabbatical Our playas so smooth gimme room while I challenge you Sights never saw in a day only in evenings Transparent dark views you while you're sleeping Be the overachiever the human heat seeker The tactile style that's wild giving you seizures Slow motherf**ers these sk** packed cerritas You're doing me bizarre sorry as hell you're just zemuh Gangsta lean holdin my dreams hope perceiver Do what you mean better redeem or be believer Fresh grooves from soft planets making it so hard From the recipient act lenin damn it we go a ball Like sandcastles from rent b**h you go on far With the tie with the tie with tie, huh, tired of life Automatic static im flowing through watching your phone line Connect to the internet it dials like its so fine Forever elevated its taking me so hot Inhale lets ride after reason that im so fly Quick connect to firewire I wont lie Got to write love to hell just to get by But what it kiss thetic kinetic till I touch my Blind looking for answers until I let my ears fire A certain resonance with the presence of elegant African elephants for when the sound skates effortless Its written in wisdom that banks are sound system Air waves behave radio head contradict you Fresh grooves from soft planets making it so hard From the recipient act lenin damn it we go a ball Like sandcastles from rent b**h you go on far With the tie with the tie with the tie huh tired of life Moving in action we're burnin in the afternoon We keep the moves subtle and bubble on honorable follow through Methodical its speeds you we gin it or we capture you You grip tight in a deck we sweat in higher altitudes We never lose to those who don't get it How your future speaks and in planet in chromed out sinless living I fear the menace so I talk to dawns My cell phone got an altered call and beat em and beat em Now forgive me fly like a pelican bead Its do or die breathe a nine now who wanna no heed No while African back with the pen to the pad again So that's a wrap for yall the phony rap acts in this game called music Some do abuse it I'll reach for your toe be a found now I'm bruising no ja** To a rap womb word is my wingman I'm canen its prime rhyme you have to piss so half a**ed You get ga**ed the fragments made you I came from the grind up the broad it paid you f** up you aint ever gon last til it lives That's for every chingy type rapper pulls in his lips We're sh**ting on yall why spotting lyrics so brawl Knock the wind knock the lame blame steven segal Im jacking your chant k-o flow to win My n***a scythe got that water full mars can we begin, go