Lyrics Tell Lie Vision - Koncept Jack$on

You not pushing the sound with that boring crap
Two cops would surround me, mortal magnification through sporting caps
Had the waves spinning like Raekwon, ya days ending
Rice cakes in the dawn, haze glisten on lawns, before the stacks
I was grouping pennies for papers, tenacious, block sedate your optics
Save face to my thot, my favorite option
Blocks cripple under toxins, by litter they was dropped in
Hospital rung my grandpa out his oxygen, top killer watchers critical
Boxing little dudes for spots minuscule in months
I'ma finish you at once, you five star dinner food
You chump, scars riddle dude, avant-guarde general
Lick rumps, broads nipples, views atop spots not hospitable
The plot trickle, stock missiles, human torches
You can't source this sauce, ain't a room in orbit
Hop scotch and zoom portals, losers force the floss, sit you through the horse shit
Hot shots get tossed by ensuing forces

Hit Fox for official fibs and plots to indoc and trick you
Shot bro no pistol, kid from block by the cops against you
Stop signs we run a pig through, blindside by ginsus
Hypnotized blind, predict you flip the dime odds is simple