Yeah
Fans adding zeros double checking tabs
Hitting different corners
Pedestrian's recognize the band
Still in all black with some gold
Like my microphone
Dad finally accepted my career in audio
Watched as my woman's mother died
And shook the hand of God
Depression climbed
Black folks I know off Hamden
Say i'm acting white
Sage lit on dusty shrine
Gives me a sense of God
Mother saw it shocked
Now following God is incentivized
Prejudice deputies scale to a feather and leverage me
Same passive energies conspire against in this industry
Close friends turn enemies
Invert their insecurities
Stress calls for a little remedies
Weed and doggy style it tends to be
Idris delivered a set of twins
Hoping to raise my son up
Grandma Uncles and Aunties
Still scratching tickets playing numbers
Parental guides divorcing Husbands Wives
Left and right
Still job hunting to keep on the lights
Graffiti swing
Man
Struggle gave me Gift of Gab
Only right I give it back
Soon as they say he rap
I hit em with some Bé-bap
So it's like TPAB perhaps but more in depth
You can't afford my attention with 2 cents should invest it
Build credit
I am keeping the intention for the culture
Demonstrating ambition
When I get up when pushed over
Vultures you know it
When they approaching
Notions i'm taking note of
Following ways of poets
Who write with ink veins had coated
Okay now hold up
He ain't blowing cause he got no motives
And goals and it's so important
My forces is that of odin
Posers don't really know it
Not golden How can't it be
The passion the recipe
Gigantic the measurement
Still trapped in the tax bracket of masses that's in that suffering
But still pass the mindsets that make that their whole identity
This is that
Be-bap Nu-Jazz Rock-rap Ambient
Jacob Killian Aidan Baz
My Nigga this here is tagged up blues
Yeah
Channeled from within
Dis my tagged up Swing
Staying in the box ain't my thing
So we invented some new things
Graffiti Swing, Blues
Rap into the roots
We had come full circle with it
Graffiti swing
This is my tagged up Swing
This is my tagged up Swing
I be stacking my chips
Make real what's behind my eyelids
Gotta give my sacrifices purpose
This my tagged up Swing
This is my tagged up Swing
Defacing property
When I do my thing
I said Swing Blues
Rap into the roots
We had to come full circle with it
Graffiti Swing
Graffiti Swing
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Yeah
Fans adding zeros double checking tabs
Hitting different corners
Pedestrian's recognize the band
Still in all black with some gold
Like my microphone
Dad finally accepted my career in audio
Watched as my woman's mother died
And shook the hand of God
Depression climbed
Black folks I know off Hamden
Say i'm acting white
Sage lit on dusty shrine
Gives me a sense of God
Mother saw it shocked
Now following God is incentivized
Prejudice deputies scale to a feather and leverage me
Same passive energies conspire against in this industry
Close friends turn enemies
Invert their insecurities
Stress calls for a little remedies
Weed and doggy style it tends to be
Idris delivered a set of twins
Hoping to raise my son up
Grandma Uncles and Aunties
Still scratching tickets playing numbers
Parental guides divorcing Husbands Wives
Left and right
Still job hunting to keep on the lights
Graffiti swing
Man
Struggle gave me Gift of Gab
Only right I give it back
Soon as they say he rap
I hit em with some Bé-bap
So it's like TPAB perhaps but more in depth
You can't afford my attention with 2 cents should invest it
Build credit
I am keeping the intention for the culture
Demonstrating ambition
When I get up when pushed over
Vultures you know it
When they approaching
Notions i'm taking note of
Following ways of poets
Who write with ink veins had coated
Okay now hold up
He ain't blowing cause he got no motives
And goals and it's so important
My forces is that of odin
Posers don't really know it
Not golden How can't it be
The passion the recipe
Gigantic the measurement
Still trapped in the tax bracket of masses that's in that suffering
But still pass the mindsets that make that their whole identity
This is that
Be-bap Nu-Jazz Rock-rap Ambient
Jacob Killian Aidan Baz
My Nigga this here is tagged up blues
Yeah
Channeled from within
Dis my tagged up Swing
Staying in the box ain't my thing
So we invented some new things
Graffiti Swing, Blues
Rap into the roots
We had come full circle with it
Graffiti swing
This is my tagged up Swing
This is my tagged up Swing
I be stacking my chips
Make real what's behind my eyelids
Gotta give my sacrifices purpose
This my tagged up Swing
This is my tagged up Swing
Defacing property
When I do my thing
I said Swing Blues
Rap into the roots
We had to come full circle with it
Graffiti Swing
Graffiti Swing
Fans adding zeros double checking tabs
Hitting different corners
Pedestrian's recognize the band
Still in all black with some gold
Like my microphone
Dad finally accepted my career in audio
Watched as my woman's mother died
And shook the hand of God
Depression climbed
Black folks I know off Hamden
Say i'm acting white
Sage lit on dusty shrine
Gives me a sense of God
Mother saw it shocked
Now following God is incentivized
Prejudice deputies scale to a feather and leverage me
Same passive energies conspire against in this industry
Close friends turn enemies
Invert their insecurities
Stress calls for a little remedies
Weed and doggy style it tends to be
Idris delivered a set of twins
Hoping to raise my son up
Grandma Uncles and Aunties
Still scratching tickets playing numbers
Parental guides divorcing Husbands Wives
Left and right
Still job hunting to keep on the lights
Graffiti swing
Man
Struggle gave me Gift of Gab
Only right I give it back
Soon as they say he rap
I hit em with some Bé-bap
So it's like TPAB perhaps but more in depth
You can't afford my attention with 2 cents should invest it
Build credit
I am keeping the intention for the culture
Demonstrating ambition
When I get up when pushed over
Vultures you know it
When they approaching
Notions i'm taking note of
Following ways of poets
Who write with ink veins had coated
Okay now hold up
He ain't blowing cause he got no motives
And goals and it's so important
My forces is that of odin
Posers don't really know it
Not golden How can't it be
The passion the recipe
Gigantic the measurement
Still trapped in the tax bracket of masses that's in that suffering
But still pass the mindsets that make that their whole identity
This is that
Be-bap Nu-Jazz Rock-rap Ambient
Jacob Killian Aidan Baz
My Nigga this here is tagged up blues
Yeah
Channeled from within
Dis my tagged up Swing
Staying in the box ain't my thing
So we invented some new things
Graffiti Swing, Blues
Rap into the roots
We had come full circle with it
Graffiti swing
This is my tagged up Swing
This is my tagged up Swing
I be stacking my chips
Make real what's behind my eyelids
Gotta give my sacrifices purpose
This my tagged up Swing
This is my tagged up Swing
Defacing property
When I do my thing
I said Swing Blues
Rap into the roots
We had to come full circle with it
Graffiti Swing
Graffiti Swing
Writer: Craig Northup II
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