TheeKIDICARUS - Synesthesia lyrics

[TheeKIDICARUS] Better punters and better runners for better games Better runners and better gunners for deading lames I am the phoenix that's rising out of the fire flames Melted wax on winged backs, just check the name Marbled floors we cascade in the rain shower Grey washed, cathedral ceilings, and beige counters Got nothing but bad b**hes that stay 'round us You would swear they was Little Mermaids, the way they flounder 'Round the whole crew trying to get a glimpse Trust a muscle will flex on these little shrimps Cocaine who*es trying to get a little sniff Cuz A n***a so potent, you get high off a whiff You could fly off a cliff, holding hands with your b**h Let the smoke aerate your lungs and die from this sh** I ride or die for this sh**, sit and cry for this sh** Been through hell and game back, I survive for this sh** I'll be damned if a n***a get me Inside my temple of stone angels I pray protect me Statues with purple pews and holy water I levitate inside the heavens, holding my daughter Ambrosia and hyacinth rain from the gods This is my story, of how a n***a just beat the odds [Intalek] Red grapes on a gold plate Wine in a challis Paranoia around Hear the echoes in my palace Million dollar gold bars Rapping ain't a challenge I do it for the world Trying to restore the balance I'm a pharaoh in my own right Modern day Ramses 2Pac resurrected until they understand me Malcom X mentally, Nat Turner spirited Hitler with this wordplay, Auschwitz fairness But I don't put no queer in this Castro, Cuba Brand Nubian rubies on a rap Grand Puba Gold plated crown, diamonds on the trim Beats sewn in my robes, women on every limb Young king born gladiator, fight for respect Right to inject love, then even up like a calibrator Lion inside is dying to ride Flava Flav with no clock, never finding the time I never slip up, living out every dream with my eyes wide Shatner rapper, bars got a price line I know God got the plan and the right time And the flame, but I'm ready to ignite mine I can hear it everytime a n***a write rhymes Food for thought, for salivating tight minds I drop bombs on your dot coms Usernames, pa**words, hear it when you log on Yeah, you hear the product of a prince Marble countertops, plates of Indian shrimp Lamb meats, shisha for dessert Get a glimpse of the life The future musical talent can't resist Born ready for how the world birthed me Mama raised, but the streets burped me Now I'm worth everything that I've earned, B So close your eyes and let the color hit the speaker Words paint a picture, this is synesthesia