Kiy'Shun Taylor - Cater To TDE lyrics

Running in cycles Spinning my life In typhoons Make mistakes Lose life If I can make , A break I hate the fake Despite the real reality That You take But I do endorse it The feeling of k**ing more m Spilling tears then enjoy it Captured fears , my grip tight for many years I lose faith As my fate soon disappears Then I step back , snatch your ear And tell you find it I spit this on you infants While I kick this Wickedness Notice the diffe-rence Grab a hollow tip and pad when you at Distant No aim a**istant I aim at distance Give plenty fades , like the barber at the tip Of your wig-split Splitting edge , my clips on eclipse on the top of your head Lean left and fall off the ledge Lean right and fall until d**h Either way you set yourself up For being dead And Story said I seen you take your last breath Then I took it Calling anybody that want to get bodied On avalanches of bodies Then advance to different hobbies I move like a missionary Wishing good luck too these adversaries They say k** em I say bro sure But instead I give brochures To take a detour Too where my feet rest Jump off the pedal stool And place your neck New School Leader spit ether At decoys , drop down k** all Then deploy No hesitation or resistance in the making 2017 kiyshun f**ing compilations I feel like my sh** don't stink , I guess I'm so use too this constipating Use too them minimizing The minute , the adrenaline Start desensitizing You feminine rappers look for the minimum On every drum break , my punchlines get deeper I tweak like the twitch in drug addict face When the coke line Start fiending em That's not a bar , that's a fact Like a tip of the day 100 dollars my way Now that's double entendre Told you I was coming for heat But in the summer like When you sleep and breathing under the covers Either that or you scared , to be aware You should be well awared And prepare To be made into Small strips , thinner...than a piece of hair This is the lockness, waking up Greek gods To empty pockets , throw Molotov and rockets You been at ball , so I smacked it Hit the picture right in his head Yea that don't rhyme I just needed too that bar Too take up some time I see the careers of the future And it stops here , like a red light You damn right , you rappers have no Room ignite took the flame I blow like cobain or Bostain (Boston) You flow like dryed up wall paint You boring And I been wanting too see my lifespan Be as long an infinite Lifetime [TDE's New Comer]