Michael Giwa-Amu - Pioneers lyrics

(Includes skits from "John Wick") [Verse 1: Canva**e] Midnight with a bible, after the amber lights so drove slow, my eyes low, but ain't no fake ill unlike these fxck boys on placebos, place the goals, above it Turn right to the extension, don't covet, what I got, or I'm gon catch a body, penny for your thoughts, my mind been rumbling, though they say I'm with the fault but pa**ed original settings Memoirs of a young a vietiful Who spits till his lips red without the eutymol Been through the media and fake n***a times But dem n***as washed up so I hit em with the clothes line Oh my, he said it, but no lies, know where I stand without goal line So sublime without the smoke just aphorism Been with my head in the game enjoy this aphro's wisdom Uh [Hook: Canva**e] Started from the gra**roots, path of Ja Rules with a nano and a gap tooth Ride was lacking gas too, But OJ showed the way to the drive thru Habitat of the yamahas & hi hats, the cyphers and the poetic democrats Give to the people, f** the denim trends idolized by denizens, we pieced threads and drop the pretense [Verse 2: Canva**e] Like we rolling up dem green sweats, eyes a kaleidoscope, roll with the lycanthrope, attacking is throwing meat in front the wolves, put in deep water without krakens just tryna stay afloat The dopest spokesman provoked the marksmen this opus opened the doors to POTUS status Verses pointing a magnum at carta magna Spitting magma, the magus back with madness Crushing maggots who center of attraction like magnets The status, quo filled with preemos and madlibs The damage ma**ive got me holding the middle like matic Add that to my portfolio Filling with art mausoleums and emporiums KIA n***as filled with hate no saving them Modus operandi of technicals and flagrants [Hook: Canva**e] Started from the gra**roots, path of Ja Rules with a nano and a gap tooth Ride was lacking gas too, But OJ showed the way to the drive thru Habitat of the yamahas & hi hats, the cyphers and the poetic democrats Give to the people, fxck the denim trends idolized by denizens, we pieced threads and drop the pretense [Verse 3: Canva**e] They all hail like Lucifers peripheral, redemeed sinner, indeed a winner, the deeds in print while your victory Laps, synonymous to ephemeral my schemes like Gaithersburg Gave birth to the Logic, that got fallen angels in jail begging God for more similar prophets, ain't done for the profit, but shotgun to chariots and real shxt professed Impact before final ticks of the hourgla**, top all the fanatics tryna tip over our gla**, making hay over the gray and dry overcast, tryna make ends and real shxt overlap, so don't gasp, over reality of TECS and gatts, leave ya skin bleach no vigilantes on hollow masks