Nevelle Viracocha - OFF THE LEASH lyrics

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Nevelle Viracocha - OFF THE LEASH lyrics

OFF THE LEASH: Now I'm off, I was on a leash Bet I ain't stepping out the house less I capiche Talk slick bout me grease get knocked clean out your teeth We trained to fly through any weather and season Now what your hearing just as trill as it gets Follow me to my lair and hit this elixir I could drop a hit and get you ticked off the list Swear I been going so hard lord god Tell me why they wanna hate on me I don't know, I don't know I could fly But they rather see me fall see me fall like leaves (ok well), So the plot thickens It's getting hotter than the dickens in here You know my eyes wide shut Not a crack in them b**hes but boy I bet I still paint that b**h a picture so vivid CHORUS: I just, I just wanna be far, far away from here Running, at the pace of my heart you know the race never ends... VERSE: It's nobody as ill as I'm Can't speak of feeling fear, (I can't) I think you beat get caught up with the program You know immortal man fears no man It's clear to see they got you trapped in a trance, aight Let me go scratch up all the herd I can grab (Lord), we need a miracle lets go to Damascus I drape my genie in bohemian fashion Crack off a shot wake em up clear cross the atlas (We got), lights cameras action no actors You know crossing me is hustling backwards May we reign til is ash to ashes CHORUS: I been so humble been so thorough and so articulate I been spewing this miracle sh** over instrumentals, I been k**ing my sh** man it's homicide when I spit it, I can, scorch skin like in the chronicles of riddick You can't, lie I'm terrific been on my sh** so they call themselves tryna know me off my pivot but they wasn't ready Now if we playing one on one kick you some game like a legend I'm Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant just can't defend it Ok we all broke off the gate they was faster I can't believe it OMG that's tragic I'm, booking like Forrest on that morning his legs healed I, flicked on my turbo switch gotta pick up and catch them Finna pa** em one by one til I hit the last one Jays hit the final stretch I'm already cramping I'm liable to die right here on this track (f** it), long as I'm living gotta make the shot happen Just caught my second wind, (gasp), pa**ed him Forgot the cameras caught this flashback to practice Ain't skip a beat f** a sprint I'm doing backflips Done popped the ribbon before I knew what happened Onlookers look on as if they've witnessed magic Trophy looking so clean, she shiny so fancy Cast out a shimmer same color as magnums It's f** the world is you with us or pregnant Buckle black leather pants like he's Marilyn Manson Ski trip in some Helly Hansen, that's Liz Lohan Axel Arigato fresh from Japan That's a ticket with a hint to romancing I told her I want you but are you with the plan She gets it , gets it , gets it with no Uncle Sam