Noveliss - Preem lyrics

(Verse 1 - Noveliss) Hide your wallets I skipped "Pick Pockets Anonymous," One man Voltron and sh** running through the metropolis A Scorpio with a torpedo according to Astrologists Crush mics with mechanical arms like Dr. Octopus Doctor the tracks up, Lex Luger the Chiropractor Torcher Racking Vernacular f** your back up, finna' act up I'm somewhere vibing you can't find me disguised to the blind Third eye shining When I be rhyming to keep my body in rhythm, I be bodying rhythm Instrumental body bags my CD Packaging Toe tagging snare drums and ba** lines, sample a**a**in sh** Mental marksman always on target when I'm imagining Got a ill mind I'm a "Telepathogen," The craziest telekinetic crossheirs run from the blast radius,"Rap Atheist," My whole career I'll be a "Stubborn Swiss Army Knife," Could probably do it all but only do what I like...whaaat (DJ SOKO ON THE CUTS) [They be making the best] [Understandable smooth sh** that murderers move with] [A lyricist who never sweat, Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevrolette] [They see me in the streets. They be like, "Yo he nice,"] [?] [When you listen to my sh** - you don't chew, you don't breathe, you'll miss a f**ing line] (Verse 2 - Noveliss) Since I'm in Belgium it's only right I eat a waffle Noveliss dish the mic off better than Rondo "Let Go My Ego" benevolent rebel Settle the score travel the world selling out venues abroad We got you open, born in "shallow ends" never learned to swim Empty pocket humble beginnings transitioning to flying over the Ocean Beholding the braggadocious Toasting to dreams converted to reality Sipping in Paris with my fellow Free Kings f** you mean we ain't the "Dream Team," Please I'm sick as Magic Johnson in Barcelona Coming to terms with the fact that the throne had fallen to Michael Jordan Hold the mic like a Swordsman, hiking through the Swiss Alps I'll peal your scalp when coming off of the scalp I want the clout, jump in the crowd, get out your seat and jump around YOU RAPPING OVER YOUR VOCALS DON'T COME AROUND I guess they'll never be able to shake the feeling they overlooking us n***as fear advancement the industry driven phobias Independent real sh** progressive underground metamorphosis Globe trotting the Solar System the Forces up And with you, Hop aboard the Millennium Falcon Our bandwagon jet lagging to the maximum Half of them came here to compare us to 90's crews "Do You Fools Listen To Music Or Do You Just Skim Through It?" (RENEGAAAADE!) (DJ SOKO ON THE CUTS)