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letra de skipping stones - illmac

i don’t went to be famous, it’s all an illusion
dont wanna be part of a group or follow a movement
i threw out the blueprint, i’m an improvement
i’m karma, all consumin’, god body, chakras alignin’ in union
every flaw you hide from everybody you usin’
but everybody’s usin’ everybody
if not you, then you probably useless
highly amusin’, this ain’t for the club
i’m finger-painting in blood, drawin’ conclusions
i’m awkward, i’m rude, and not too into talkin’ to humans
like, “what you want from me, honestly?”
every song that i do is like skipping stones across the pacific
or diggin’ to china carvin’ with toothpicks
i’m not for the politics, i’m withdrawn and reclusive
white label my vinyl and black market my music
f-ck a blog or a follow, need your confidence boosted
over the net, i’m mcenroe backhandin’ compliments to ’em
b-tch! flip the switch, watch me stick and move
split decision your wig
spit some sh-t for you to ice pick and choose
do the math! long division proved
you’d gasp if you saw my other half like magicians -ssistants do
disillusioned, fill an urn, pick off targets when confused
k!ll confirmed, hit or misconstrued
i ate forbidden fruit from the tree of knowledge
and stole lillith from adam on the eve he had his rib removed
droppin’ acid on sour patch kids
sniffin’ addi’s, doin’ dabs, relaxin’ in og flower patches
she fallin’ like grains of sand inside the hour gl-ss
i’m the one, plug me in the matrix, bet the tower crashes
rap game full of cowards, i don’t know how you lasted
put the gun on your tongue for actin’ like a mouthy ratchet
spreadin’ rumors, spillin’ gossip
acting young like andy milanakis
shady and don’t need dre to have a guilty conscience
they think they in it for the long haul
call their bluff, push the chips in, let the cards fall
never catch me slippin’ with my guard off
now take a sip and let the tip of the cigar fall
on one, the plot thickens, we high strung
my watch tickin’, time is money, clock funds
this ambition ain’t god given, they all sprintin’
i jog with ’em, i’m equipped for the long run
my skin thick, i’m my pop’s son, so i fought young
got jumped, caught lumps, been robbed once
seen call-outs turn dial tones when the shots rung
f-ck around and be worse off when the cops come
ain’t glorifyin’, that sort of violence is mortifyin’
mommas mournin’, cryin’
in the name of the lord—the lord was silent
of course we more defiant
sure that there’s more to life than bein’ poor and dyin’
morning coffee with lawyers the court -ssignin’
inside my skull’s a thought bubble where i am home
but i don’t know if i’m alone in this bio dome
i speak in code on a wired phone, the feds watchin’
wanna see me in a cell, i’m under their microscope
suicidal pr-ne, use a blade to find my pulse
finger gun to my temple, i fire chrome until my mind is blown
tie a rope around my neck, tighten noose, climb an oak
jump from the tree, uproot it and leave a giant hole
mind control, you don’t catch a line? it’s fine, i know
sometimes i go over heads just to light the bulb
ayatollah on psycotropics, high as a skyscr-per
live gator inside the boat that you tried to poach
can see inside your soul when my eyes are closed
this is light exposed, this like minin’ coal and findin’ gold
death’s touch, god’s love, so the cycle goes
medusa’s stare, cupid’s arrow, zeus’s lightning bolt
the pilate stone, osiris and isis’ throne
the third eye of horus, the trident poseidon holds
brainstorm until the climates cold, ice and snow
sky full of flyin’ drones witnessin’ time unfold

- illmac

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