VERSE (Connor Jones)
No cap, what I want is mo facts
Rap with a killer tongue to get at you
Whipping up an iller groove I kill at will and never slipping when I’m the booth
I’m innovative on a rhythm and I’m betting that you will approve
Feel the shaking of energy when I’m the room
Been debated but better be with the bigger boom
Elevated on better beats gimme a bit of room
Never quit me and Braidz been at you
How many motherfuckers you knowing like me son
I devour the competition and leave none
I deflower ya crops and constantly eat up
We been up on a vibe and I’m popping up indeed son
Pretty boy with the bars i been up at Bernie’s
Sipping a margarita and living up my thirties
I kick it like cardi b up in the hills flipping the birdy
Fly like an eagle I’m swooping to give it a wickeder verdict
That’s me with voodoo true dude
I want you back on my hoodoo guru
Shit, so hard I could shoot through uru
Blow smoke like I’m Musuhu, too cool
Like a lizard when I’m on a beat I’m cold blooded
Like a blizzard with a lot heat im all water
Dripping on em im sticking stickers they tikin tokn
Lifting off with the rhythm, they simple kiddies limping on it
I just wanna get Faded to de-stress
Blazed on the weekends, vape with my heathens
I just wanna feel some 808s when I’m sleeping, carry the adamant killer bass when I’m dreaming
Calibre rapping to get the bacon and cheese man
Hallowing halogens in ya face as my defence
Happier habitats from the bays to the beaches
Gracefully beaming take it or leave it
I don’t want the fame but need it
Gimme a platform I’ll make it my reason
To flip off the backboard and scribble on blackboards, deliver the crack boy and break into pieces
Sipping the sap sauce i stay with the seasons, my similies snap short and break the believers
Signing off Connor jones with the one two
Gimme the map boy I’ll flay the facetious
The kid is a rap lord I’ll stay if your leaving
Itching to crack skulls and blaze up the leaves and
Play like I’m pecan, that’s nuts, so I stay for a reason and that’s love
I’ve stricken the stats boy plays ain’t the meaning
Sick of the wack wars on wages in streaming
Braidz in a meeting, so back up, or get sprayed with the season of a mad cunt
It’s T. I. M. E
People think I’m timeless so I’m bout to take my time with it a
P. I. M. P
I ain’t really knowing what you heard about us all I know is
WE, WRITE, PLENTY
All I got is ink inside my veins thinking to give it a bit of a
SIEGE TYPE MEDLEY, Every T. I. M. E
VERSE (Braidz)
So we back with the sickness, One time for the fans and the listeners
And all these dickheads rambling and whingling mad we hit slots like a gambling addiction
Come throw shots at a rapper in business, I'll rip ya' from ya' sleeves like you're Passionates image
The camp has been itching like a parasitic stiching to shoot you all together like a family picture
Mandem think they can rhyme with the dude, Shit it ain't hard I can get grimier too
If ya asking me what I'd rather be I'm in pursuit to never find me a dude they could liken me too
Finding my roots now my drives into boost hacks try step in to the cypher with dude
Choking the moment I go for the throat and split dope from the growth; Show a chopper what a grinder can do
The wendigo's with the weasel and bear, The way I've been eating rappers' Like i'm eating impaired
You don't ever really want to wake this beast from his den, I'll leave a messy death jam like I'm beanie and memph
So the sheep are aware know I've been seeing ya' shed, you can call me breathing fire; leave your tepee a mess
Shit, Liam was next, Hit the peak but instead I came to find out I didn't like the scenery there
But, shouts to the homies who ain't messing with no vipers
When I snap with my fingers I could dead 'em with the iron-
-Man, wrong metal I mean lead up when I'm writing
Bet I've been the tighest centerpiece to cyphers
Doctor Strange when rocking making every lyric Timeless.....
