Lyrics Stop Lookn - Gifted Youngstaz feat. Akira Gautama

Stop looking crack rock is cooking
Walking off the top while you're not looking
You seem shook and you seem ruined
Looking in congruent when you used to be so fluent
Rhymes mad sick jacking up my throat
Coughing up my lyrics and hacking up what I wrote
I wont choke I never heard the word don't
If you're looking for the chronic you're in luck Cause I'm dope
I'm gonna have to put my stamp up on it
Representing for the green not the cash the chronic
Super sonic hydroponic
Bubonic onyx I'm on it I'm honored
My mother and my father's alma mater
I mother fucking hate it why I'm always sedated
Always down to get faded never cool or calculated
What guess I'm a joke
Because I never stopped smoking and never stopped being broke
Faster Apollo Ono beat is playing in slow mo
Solo cause I'm so low I'm ditching the family photo
Pops did stop this white kids, frost tips
Filthy Filipino dropping knowledge better watch this
I'm gonna come up drop dead when sun up
Thinking that nobody else is getting a life equipped with one ups
Iron rap giant sequoia Nigo Montoya destroy you
I'm stress and paranoia like they bout to redeploy you
Serenity enemy venom spitting weaponry
Splitting up my identities busting up John F Kennedy
I need medicare cold like Frigidaire
Love affair she was fine and life ain't fair
A square like I'm Tienanmen gentleman with melanin
Shooting up pure adrenaline leaving you in the sediment
Devices mnemonic harmonic Ebonics I'm getting it
Super sonic chronic and vodka tonics I'm drinking it
Washington resident Wilson for fucking president
In the clouds like I'm heaven sent hitting this like it's medicine
Tesla would think I'm menacing pumping AC like Edison
Storms my people be weathering hit eject and I jettison
I left the planet god dammit I fucking had it
I'm a leave the mic hanging tell me you gone snag it
I'm the oracle wisdom to your auricles
Cerebrals melting to caramel
Dropping beats with my follow through
And I'm a follow you
I'm balling like I won the fucking lotto too so fuck you
I'm going undefeated name was Trindon Holiday
A lyrical monopoly equal to my isosceles
No guarantee no mother fucking stopping me
Until then I'll be spitting ABCs like it was Cantonese
Following spitting up rhymes not swallowing
A beat creating monster making tracks but never borrowing
Rapping with mad vernacular filling up Facebook Captchas
World is my diameter I'm Jordan and I'm slamming you
I'm practical son fuck the taxable funds
Because I'm building street cred like it's capital one
I ain't shit mother fronting evident
Looking to represent I ain't got faith in the president
I fax the facts caps til I collapse
Throwing attacks at the wax
Throw it back this shit is whack
Ness nest life's a test no stress
Ace the game cause I'm the best
Repping for the wild west coast
I'm space ghost diagnosed rhymes to boast
So haters better get lost
Repping for the Asiatics systematic engimatic
Spitting verbals automatic so my style's post traumatic
PTSD district number fifty beat threw a hook
I bobbed and weaved and it missed me
Lyrics in all capitals smashing through National Capitols
Leaving these pages flammable Washington state it's taxable
Resistance no ambivalence messages getting militant
Instruments up in increments magnificent coincidence
Breaking free from imprisonments
Tearing through busted ligaments
Spitting up all my sentiments
Using up all the elements
Spitting up all my sentiments
Using up all the elements
Spitting up all my sentiments
Using up all the elements
Spitting up all my sentiments
Using up all the elements