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letra de blockheads - rhythm story

[produced by sk create]

[verse 1: grey]
this is the oddest odyssey, it’s odd to me
cause odd future ain’t hot as me
so obviously, i’m a prodigy
my mobb deep, low-key
hate is below me that’s why i say blow me
act like you know me. occasionally i blow trees
and my eyes be redder than i-o-d-i-n-e
oh the irony, that they’re eyeing me
but they’re eyes are red with envy
periodically, my peers peer through to admire me
professors acknowledge me cause i spit from my degree
like, “positively, she’ll follow like appositives
into atrocities but when these ladies get possessive
i ain’t got enough apostrophes.” no apologies
we can’t have chemistry, old english philosophy
you can try and block me, but i’m j. shockey
so every team i’m on wins, you can only watch me
no watch upon my wrist
but somehow i still shock g’s

[chorus: concept]
they ain’t talking about nothing, they blockheads
we wanna hear something new but they blockheads
like twenty years of marriage, they blockheads
blah, blah, blah, blockheads

[verse 2: concept]
obviously, i wrote the oddest odyssey
odysseus is nothing but a piece of my rhetoric
my elegance eloquent as i shatter mythologies
you not seeing the lightening, all you hear is thundering
based from when i speak of obliquities
as the irrational in dominance, the plausible and ludicrous
the world is looking dubious of what we need to do with this
you tuning your frequencies or the static just got you captured?
rhythm story came to place immediate order
not talking about mcdonalds. my last name not simpson
my logic is undeniable. i, robot
not to shoot shots, but bomb from bomb, it’s boomtastic
army of metaphorical similes. my awesomeness leave ’em awestruck
mouth open on blockheads, detached from devilish bodies
heavenly slaughter, this here is rhythm story

[chorus: concept]
they ain’t talking about nothing, they blockheads
we wanna hear something new but they blockheads
like twenty years of marriage, they blockheads
blah, blah, blah, blockheads

[verse 3: grey]
i’m on the oddest odyssey, it’s odd to me
that the odds are against me cause all i wanna be
is all that i can be but all i see
is army ads on my tv
mighty as a mouse plus i float on modestly
it’s crazy i craft words meticulously
i can do this all day, it’s ridiculous to me
that’s why i don’t see these dichotomies with validities
my whole team k!lls–sniper family tree
shoutout to concept, shoutout to big t
shoutout to s-k, 3rd eye ry, billy mercury
they say it’s blasphemy if i’m the prophet i seek
but the profit i see ain’t coming from no lottery
so i guess it’s up to me to self fulfill my prophecy
since i been in my prime like 1 and 3
since little me was 2′ 3″
how could this be? it’s cause i will my own destiny
so don’t ever doubt me nor the rhythm story;
it’s greytness

[chorus]
they ain’t talking about nothing, they blockheads
we wanna hear something new but they blockheads
like twenty years of marriage, they blockheads
blah, blah, blah, blockheads

- rhythm story

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