Navagnaes & ZENSEI - The Delivery lyrics

[Intro: ZENSEI] Hey, here's a thought How about you open your eyes Turn off the goddamn television Stop talking about Real Housewives of Beverly Hills And get a goddamn clue Don't just take what everyone has told you as if it's a fact Challenge the dominant ideology Through discussion and through art [Verse 1: navagnaes] Navagnaes, a raging moderate, opposed to both extremes He broke the scene, with a flow promoting sober teens While writing poems like a snow-blowing c**a fiend Allen Poe, overdosing on his own dopamine Elvis Presley, he's definitely selfish But wealthless, he would be incredibly helpless So everybody try to buy the records he sells us Yell anything he wants and do whatever he tells us Life is a beautiful lifetime musical Full of love, blues, d**, booze, pharmaceuticals I am just a human moving through the night as usual Which is soon to go directly to and fro my funeral Raps are disastrous, scattered over pads with Swears replaced with exclamation points, pounds, and asterisks But do not confuse this music with actions I'm just filling in the gaps like Mad Libs As rappers move packed bricks through the atlas Undergrads flip like they practice gymnastics These acrobats are doing nothing but back flips Empty as a drawer full of nothing but ChapSticks Fact is these actors are faker than plastics Actress, I've had about enough of the theatrics Act as if you could pull this off, hat tricks Have an answer back for everything, Cash Cab trips Yes, I did go to jail, but not prison And then got kicked off my campus for not snitchin' And just in case you b**hes do not listen I'm not complaining, I'm just explaining, I'm not b**hing Yeah, this is just fact it is not fiction So if you can't see that, then go to an optician Yeah, there's more fish in the sea but I stopped fishin' sh** is like tryin' to cook in a hot kitchen My heart is room temperature, 'cause I'm in a cold room No I'm not trippin', it must have been an old 'shroom I have to go though? Oh no, so soon 'cause I'm brighter than the sun, I have my own moon You only know how to dance to a slow tune, baby My flow will make you fall down and go boom! Voices who baked yay, paying off their Royces I was in the kitchen too, making frozen oysters Me, I've never seen a crack rock, but I've greeted packs Of freaks I keep all weekend as I feed 'em aphrodisiacs So do what you need to do and cook it up like Easy Mac Have that kind of background and rap your little cheesy raps Why does every record have to sound like a Jeezy track? Why can't an exec just get a sound bite of me at last? (ZENSEI: navagnaes, calm the f** down, you need to please relax) No, I'll dim these motherf**ers' lights down like rheostats [Verse 2: ZENSEI] Now check my stats I'm doing things you never could with rap Try and spar with me I'll have you feeling strongly handicapped Reeling from the realization you've been wrongly fed some facts Racks on racks on racks on racks Man, there's something wrong with that Kids obsessed with Instagram and other vapid vanity Insanity on TV and who's covering the magazines Read a book I dare you Check in at the library If you hate your job it's like you're taking silent bribery Keep your head down Keep your mouth closed Now bend over a barrel so the status quo can be imposed And we're supposed To sit and watch without a word It's absurd They're ripping up the constitution Feeding pieces to the birds Debilitating the defenseless The wars we wage are endless Another billion dollars by the time i end this sentence The people are in need Shrouded by a cloud of greed But keep on scrolling through your Facebook feed until your eyes bleed [Outro: navagnaes] It's all about the delivery Shout out to people that know how to flow, that know how to rap It doesn't matter what you did in your life Okay we get it, we get it You sold coke, you got into the rap game Now, you know, you're making money legitimately Instead of illegitimately Can you rap? Do you know how to rap? Juicy J?