Leek - Sly lyrics

Rap Acid Blacker than bible factions Factor out weaklings with a tad gap in attraction Sad distraction to life if you matching a**ets Words the f*gs get When I accept the past tense Rags fit those who dream rich And the lines for the fifth And the rhyme is the filth Time for the film Bind all the Gems find if they real Condense the feel Chosen to k** Nine set to deal Holdin,Golden,Spoken,Emotion Frozen since the last time my jaws were left open Broken Rap game somebody call the pros in I must be weak cause I left out the word scopin' It's hoes in and they chosen to dome him Garbled all his seeds like they owe him Carpel she going Harvard she knowin' Harbor the moment Tar bars when it's spoken What the f** do I know? I'm only 18 but the bars leave my scars on the scene It's hard and obscene, so far left to dream And it's hard to get gleam Beam fiends out the ring cause they f** up this thing And I f** up my fees, cup left to the lean Naw naw I'm a king Tarnish all the streams with words they left unseen And you know I'm supreme jeans losing seems From skating in the street, Hard to get a plate When n***as trying to eat Feast on all the beats, beast all on the beats Calling coffin companies for all of the f**ing damaged teens Alter reality on the altar Speaking words that you never practice like you falter off Songs that remind you of your father it's all a hidden Monster brought back by the songster [Cough] Cough then crawl on the beat Cause I'm king of this sh** King when I reach Ace to the League Replace all these (uhh...) b**hes Snitches Taught tall men to listen And that's all she had written n***as saying I'm not bright you could Fly a Kite Get the f** up out my sight