Loose on the Leaves
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โฑ๏ธ 3:16 duration
๐ ID: 4980809
๐ Lyrics
Known to turn slave words loose on the leaf
Glued to the beat like goo to your new sneaks
True heat, spread askew through these zoo streets
Peaks a few reached, true a dude speak unique
Tell to switch it up, bless 'em with the new me, ooh
Food for thought, its a recipe from a sufi
Who choose to speak and truth seek its his duty
And shine a light, in the night, when the city's gloomy
I'm on some abstract preambling
Mad max factor, badlands that we travel in
Hairline fracture any wack rapper at a whim
Swear a fine actor dab hand at the mandolin
You can't handle him, his whole flow is out of phase
Moves like a ghost or some lost soul from outerspace
Boldly missioning where few dare to reach
Known to turn slave words loose on the leaf
With this kind a momentum it's too hard to stop me
These guys are acetate i'm more like a rock piece
Ora shock streets turn a mock doctor knock need
Got e's and other such concocts to shot skeen
My shit is hardly sloppy
Actin like i cared rockin half a paper poppy
Operation solid not shaken like fast jalopies
Nor opaquely pink like faintly inked carbon copies
I'm a time-travellin' academic to some i'm just a menace
Tryin ta catch a quick handful from they penance
Never were they ever further from the truth
But their paranoid perceptions of the boy act as f-x
And thats something like a force field
Next flex positively powered but the core's real
Raw steel four wheel drivin', lift the quartz shield
Morse spiel, dottin off my messages with forged seals
Glued to the beat like goo to your new sneaks
True heat, spread askew through these zoo streets
Peaks a few reached, true a dude speak unique
Tell to switch it up, bless 'em with the new me, ooh
Food for thought, its a recipe from a sufi
Who choose to speak and truth seek its his duty
And shine a light, in the night, when the city's gloomy
I'm on some abstract preambling
Mad max factor, badlands that we travel in
Hairline fracture any wack rapper at a whim
Swear a fine actor dab hand at the mandolin
You can't handle him, his whole flow is out of phase
Moves like a ghost or some lost soul from outerspace
Boldly missioning where few dare to reach
Known to turn slave words loose on the leaf
With this kind a momentum it's too hard to stop me
These guys are acetate i'm more like a rock piece
Ora shock streets turn a mock doctor knock need
Got e's and other such concocts to shot skeen
My shit is hardly sloppy
Actin like i cared rockin half a paper poppy
Operation solid not shaken like fast jalopies
Nor opaquely pink like faintly inked carbon copies
I'm a time-travellin' academic to some i'm just a menace
Tryin ta catch a quick handful from they penance
Never were they ever further from the truth
But their paranoid perceptions of the boy act as f-x
And thats something like a force field
Next flex positively powered but the core's real
Raw steel four wheel drivin', lift the quartz shield
Morse spiel, dottin off my messages with forged seals
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.99] Known to turn slave words loose on the leaf
[00:11.68] Glued to the beat like goo to your new sneaks
[00:14.43] True heat, spread askew through these zoo streets
[00:17.16] Peaks a few reached, true a dude speak unique
[00:19.81] Tell to switch it up, bless 'em with the new me, ooh
[00:21.67] Food for thought, its a recipe from a sufi
[00:23.48] Who choose to speak and truth seek its his duty
[00:26.11] And shine a light, in the night, when the city's gloomy
[00:28.87] I'm on some abstract preambling
[00:31.50] Mad max factor, badlands that we travel in
[00:34.25] Hairline fracture any wack rapper at a whim
[00:36.04] Swear a fine actor dab hand at the mandolin
[00:38.75] You can't handle him, his whole flow is out of phase
[00:41.47] Moves like a ghost or some lost soul from outerspace
[00:43.27] Boldly missioning where few dare to reach
[00:45.94] Known to turn slave words loose on the leaf
[01:07.67] With this kind a momentum it's too hard to stop me
[01:10.37] These guys are acetate i'm more like a rock piece
[01:12.18] Ora shock streets turn a mock doctor knock need
[01:14.84] Got e's and other such concocts to shot skeen
[01:17.53] My shit is hardly sloppy
[01:19.39] Actin like i cared rockin half a paper poppy
[01:22.06] Operation solid not shaken like fast jalopies
[01:24.72] Nor opaquely pink like faintly inked carbon copies
[01:27.47] I'm a time-travellin' academic to some i'm just a menace
[01:29.22] Tryin ta catch a quick handful from they penance
[01:32.06] Never were they ever further from the truth
[01:33.80] But their paranoid perceptions of the boy act as f-x
[01:36.57] And thats something like a force field
[01:39.23] Next flex positively powered but the core's real
[01:41.96] Raw steel four wheel drivin', lift the quartz shield
[01:43.76] Morse spiel, dottin off my messages with forged seals
[01:46.41]
[00:11.68] Glued to the beat like goo to your new sneaks
[00:14.43] True heat, spread askew through these zoo streets
[00:17.16] Peaks a few reached, true a dude speak unique
[00:19.81] Tell to switch it up, bless 'em with the new me, ooh
[00:21.67] Food for thought, its a recipe from a sufi
[00:23.48] Who choose to speak and truth seek its his duty
[00:26.11] And shine a light, in the night, when the city's gloomy
[00:28.87] I'm on some abstract preambling
[00:31.50] Mad max factor, badlands that we travel in
[00:34.25] Hairline fracture any wack rapper at a whim
[00:36.04] Swear a fine actor dab hand at the mandolin
[00:38.75] You can't handle him, his whole flow is out of phase
[00:41.47] Moves like a ghost or some lost soul from outerspace
[00:43.27] Boldly missioning where few dare to reach
[00:45.94] Known to turn slave words loose on the leaf
[01:07.67] With this kind a momentum it's too hard to stop me
[01:10.37] These guys are acetate i'm more like a rock piece
[01:12.18] Ora shock streets turn a mock doctor knock need
[01:14.84] Got e's and other such concocts to shot skeen
[01:17.53] My shit is hardly sloppy
[01:19.39] Actin like i cared rockin half a paper poppy
[01:22.06] Operation solid not shaken like fast jalopies
[01:24.72] Nor opaquely pink like faintly inked carbon copies
[01:27.47] I'm a time-travellin' academic to some i'm just a menace
[01:29.22] Tryin ta catch a quick handful from they penance
[01:32.06] Never were they ever further from the truth
[01:33.80] But their paranoid perceptions of the boy act as f-x
[01:36.57] And thats something like a force field
[01:39.23] Next flex positively powered but the core's real
[01:41.96] Raw steel four wheel drivin', lift the quartz shield
[01:43.76] Morse spiel, dottin off my messages with forged seals
[01:46.41]