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letra de reason to rhyme - authorised

(chorus)
there ain’t no rhyme or reason
to why i’m leaving these lines
i’ve got the time and i’m breathing
i don’t need no reason to rhyme

(verse 1)
the opposite of basic on the ph scale, turn lemons to lemonade
with fresh phrases i’ve prescribed, they emanate
like spindle fibres, these hook lines inseminate
and take a hold of you until you levitate, uh
regardless of radius or mark you will feel the blast
followed by swift hand movements on the mic (tyson?) no i’m not violent, i’m more talking the mannerisms of neil degr-ss
air bending whilst bi-polar with my bare hands, an avatar with the individual elements of hip-hop being of relevance, they stick together closer than a migrated settlement
i uninject the venom of malevolence with my benevolence

(chorus)
there ain’t no rhyme or reason
to why i’m leaving these lines
i’ve got the time and i’m breathing
i don’t need no reason to rhyme

(verse 2)
i remain reminiscent of the dope days, but not illicit, listen i’m flipping the bouquet
toss it away with this professional verbal display, witness explosions through the window like i’m propane
not a sucker for it though, no, i’m okay
i see the irony sit inside me with no faith
like kids sneaking up those mountain ranges simultaneously laying low but tryna get high in both ways
i’m the author, the source of endorphins in the port of your brain
post mortem it changes like its metamorphosis
i see the faucet trickle, then force it more
like humour that’s more awkward than news anchors and sports reporters

(chorus)
there ain’t no rhyme or reason
to why i’m leaving these lines
i’ve got the time and i’m breathing
i don’t need no reason to rhyme

(verse 3)
i’m breaking into your house with the kool aid man (oh no)
stomping on your couch, no pranks though, you haven’t been rick rolled
by a sick flow that reverberates from the window like get low
i set, go when i’m at the ready and kick goals
hands on the cap like the black, i push myself to the limits for my benefit
hands in the back
i jet to the future of the past like the jetsons, and take a step in every direction, uh
following pharoahe with the bilingual puns up in this issei
i’m sharp off the mark, you’re just off point . . . this ain’t
a display to persuade you but if you’re looking for a rock and rap collaboration
just walk this way

(chorus)
there ain’t no rhyme or reason
to why i’m leaving these lines
i’ve got the time and i’m breathing
i don’t need no reason to rhyme

- authorised

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