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letra de soul fly - time

i’m back in the nutty, holding my nuts, in my mouth a toothbrush
i’ve been through battles, i’ve been through wars but never had my soul crushed
legends know me, i’m holding demon h-rns like they’re trophies
awareness is in a delorean, we’re bumping rebel rebel by bowie
h-e double hockey sticks can’t hold me, block evil like goalie
an atheist was talking sh-t, i hit him with bars and left him holy
i’m rocking gods like ragnarok, i write with a hammer loki
my flow rabies, i leave the pop filter brokеn and foamy
i got people who wrote mе off now texting like they know me
they chasing clout, i think something fishy like anchovy
but i’m still that cracker rapper that’s boney with acne like pepperoni
these puppets lying on my name like pinocchio they’re so nosey
i fry their strings like bologna set em free cuz a homie’s a homie
i eat a beat like macaroni, please sing along like karaoke
i used to rap alone in my home, fighting bandits like macaulay
that’s how i developed a style so sick like e coley
or coli, scientists still trying to diagnose my
pen as a bioweapon cuz it glows in the low light
flow hot like blow dry, you don’t want to battle and i know why
i’ll bury you in a stack of rhymes like an avalanche snow slide
at bad vibes i throw light, you got bad rhymes you wrote twice
you don’t see me moving but i’m coming like a f-cking strobe light
me, i know i, my soul grew wings i soul fly
i follow the magic in the path that the crow flies
despite it all i found wisdom deep in the depths of h-ll
when you lose the power to choose that really is the depths of h-ll
the devil is a salesmen his sk!lls are exceptional
but we fight with music, i fight him with decibels
suffering is being in front of beauty and you can’t enjoy it
so i’m blasting words like missiles at your walls to destroy em
learn to dance with the devil that’s an expression of joy
the most dangerous thing you could do is simply accepting your joy
dance beyond yourself, plant seeds in the wound of the garden
keep yourself moving, petrified wood only hardens
i don’t want perfection give me fullness i am flawed
i am not a cure i’m still bleeding through the gauze
i walked into my wound and brought back the gift of healing
i sat with my silence until it started speaking
i stared at the ground and realized it was breathing
i surrendered to chaos and finally started feeling

- time

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