Prod. Lupin The Beatsmith - Moths lyrics

[Verse 1: Wasabi] Got the moment at gunpoint Poet with the current paint You'll never see the current break That's a recurring trait with the greats They got courage, and an heir apparent fate Paradise is a feeling, not a place The last emperor freestyling with vast metaphors Short tempers, and Egyptian temples Becomin Pharaohs, we are becoming God Dual personalities once you lift the facade The gift is the curse Hitting the curve ball Author of history books But Author of his own downfall Genius but amongst gods He's dubbed a villain Inspiring awe But a bone cold chilling Evil all seeing No trusting and no dreaming Conquering fears As well as cities and demons [Hook: Wasabi] Let them Cling to the light I'll be chillin in the night I practice peace But I'll be willing to fight I need to Get my psyche right Sike, I'm slightly psychotic Hip hop patriotic And the moths rising hypnotic Drawn to the hot sauce But gone when the drop cloth drawn [Verse 2: Wasabi] Education concerning Improvisation, risk taking and learning Iconic flow Following the Napoleonic Code Antiquity in my eyes Sincerity in my lies Distorted self portrait Up for you to interpret Once you break through the Fortress Or just look at what's important Fortune teller baffled A half yellow rapper Propeller backwards I never chop it up, I just rap it Ignore the means The result is what matters Let the meaning in the lyrics swing first Don't try to beat um, tie um up And get a confession out of um You may never get what you need If you never forget the means I can't remember The next time that I trust fall I stay in the shadows but I'm one step in front of yall [Hook: Wasabi] Let them Cling to the light I'll be chillin in the night I practice peace But I'll be willing to fight I need to Get my psyche right Sike, I'm slightly psychotic Hip hop patriotic And the moths rising hypnotic Drawn to the hot sauce But gone when the drop cloth drawn