Dylan Titus - Abstract Salad lyrics

ABSTRACT SALAD Music by Dylan Titus Words by Dylan Titus, Erik Gharaee,Omar Hamilton [Dylan Titus] Things could be a lot worse Far from the dream, finding a way that works This could be my work But can't tell dream from awake And my eyes blur Bring in the choir I won't expire 'til I acquire all my desires When I'm wiser I'll find my niche and I'll mesmerize her This is the abstract Welcome to my distraction In between actions The path I run my pa**ion on The track I love rappin on, tackin on Other rappers to practice the track I master on This is the most savage, meaner than average, leaning to lavish, see what I'm packing Checking to drop all of my baggage and hold your attention captive Construct a collection of compositions until the reaction is ma**ive Opposite of hyperactive, I keep it pa**ive making cla**ics Stay behind a mask and capture graphic blasts and make masterpiece beats to pa** on Now interact with other rappers I collab with and I'll come back out with that mask on [Edibles] Stay back, you're whack Saints back, third track Here's a shot, chase that Here's a blunt, face that Nothin to brag about Still got a dragon's mouth Spit fire everytime the mic is pa**ed around I would never back down from my own battle, Swing a bat BOW! Now your bones shattered Acrobatics how I get it cause flippins an epidemic No vaccine or antiseptic could save me, but I accept it On the East coast we know about bomb a** chronic We could never stop Need coins like Sonic Employ my phonics I destroy all opponents Eddy always know how to seize the moment Got my work cut out for me The whole world doubtin me Two record labels from the ground up, that's alchemy GunGun Entertainment, Fungal Records in the lab with Titus Compositions And we makin FLAVORS nutritious [I.b.daSoul] Doesn't even bout which part you're from Inna dem a streets ya man travel with the jam And won't think twice to empty the old six-spence You irie or not? [5x] Oh, believe me cyant trust no one If me fi draw blood cut off me right hand Never put poison where you put your cook pan Dem a man a teef contempt where dey look pon Dog rotten [Dylan Titus] Let us take it back to the time of abstract with my rhymes My reaction to some of these rappers is one of slapstick, slapping my thighs Sure, they make great music to grind to but is that all they Aspire to? i'll set a fire to those guys feet, watch them cry As their toes fry, heat sizzling them bone dry, barbeque mesquite #thatsthedumbestthingidevertweet, with social media bleeding on Notebook sheets. attempts at getting me seething or stop my breathing Never catch me conceding, i'll be sneaking to the back streets The taste of victory: hickory. snicker at me but your time is ticking You will be forever irrelevant, i'm forever benevolent My persistance is prevalent, now what do you say we Get ‘em stomping like elephants?