False Ego - THreshold lyrics

[Intro: Solo] Lot of people nowadays think that they got sk** If we take it back to rap know that my plot k**s If we take it back to rap I leave you flat on your face like splat They ain't ready for the ba** [Verse 1: Solo] k**ing them all with the venom and gall Just the beginning I'm building a wall Bringing a**ault that comes with the name Lames promoted daily obviously can't see the wack Half of you cats can't handle the bread, like coeliacs And half of you rats are trapped with the cheese not feeling that See that, I gave you food for thought now want my feedback Know that, my flow is heightened by five senses And when I conquer your mind, you might think I'm nuts The pain in the brain that I'm saying will be relentless And you'll sense it and kinda be like sh** I'm f**ed Select a style and stay to it Why break the rules let cain do it I wake the schools with brain fluids And dump you fools like drain sewage Stay lucid, make music Graveyards I'll take you to it Hell on earth don't take me through it I changed myself you made me do it [Verse 2: Kasim] Worst fear going broke, wait Worst fear losing hope, I Slow down on this boat, so Other people can float, I'm On top not falling off Keep my verses hot like a molotov Keep Innovating, energising Might find these new flows surprising Probably got sleep in your eyes and Slept on these diamonds, I've been silent Now I'm vocal with my raps Things change and that's a fact Some of y'all been too scared, to adapt, bringing that acid back New school, the dynasty Now wait, cause I'm Flipping the script like I'm diligent bish You was complaining but dreaming 'bout this I'm amazed that we're on the same page It was hard to explain but know that we've been k**ing this sh** Flows are insane, we switch it up That easy sh**, we did enough Compete with us, can't keep it up You tried to swallow but reflux, woo Keep it fresh like fondue On my anchorman like Ron who? If you want a feature you'll have to queue Cause weak sh** we can't excuse Burgundy jackets like Canada Goose Pictures I paint with the finest of views We too deep, still yet to lose Been sleeping on us now you watching our moves