K. Flay - Speed It Up lyrics

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K. Flay - Speed It Up lyrics

Oh when an object is set Into motion it connects With all the energy in space So its essence in effect Is directly tied to forces we apply And that is why You feel my vibe As though my syllables are Electrified Atomic consequences Of the sentences I utter I'm a spokeswoman Hip hop type of Sally Struthers But my product is the outcome Of my mental situation Ideas out the box And not a profit's what I'm making Words that leave me mouth Originated in my dome Bounce back like a boomerang Headed straight home To the axons Packed in my matter all grey Synthesizing and comprising What is me all day The circuitry reverses So that what was first is last Information overhead Is now read on the underpa** And it's blasting From your cortex to your cla** ring Abstruse architecture You're asking Convoluted rooted Gettin' booted from the main frame Overlapped double checked sh** with the same name Stasis homeo Homie yo we maintain Dendritic metaphysics Brainwaves take aim Now it's at the level Where it's difficult to tell If everything that's happening Has a meaning as well Imbued within its context Next thoughts on deck Matched with the cross check All the wrong Set city little bits Of a pity-patter packed In a mini fridge stacked In the back of your [?] On top of what is bottom Many methods yea I got 'em Once I get a stutter Well there ain't no stopping Speedier medium Definitely greedy For the eeny meeny miny moe I etch it like a meteor Crash in the earth And emerge even bigger Rhymes got sicker And the flow city quicker Put a sock in it Wait a minute let me finish I'm a vision in my instinct Never did diminish it Win a pair and grin it Can it be that I'm on fire So what's a baby get(?) But gonna need a pair of pliers Me llamo Kristine I'm a lean mean machine At a Green Bean Zippin' out what I mean I've been rappin' it Spittin' it rockin' it Gettin' it Haters I babysit Can't quit 'til the gym Mix it with a ton A bit of complex vocab Oh no low blow Straight to the gonads So sad You'll never catch what I brought Think you know what I was thinking But you really do not