Lyrics Dizzy - NuKarma

I'm feeling like
The turtle in a hares race
Moving at a snails pace
Ready to body anybody
That's a shell case
Spitting the type of flames that give the third degree
Without class this is surgery with no mask
Emerging see
Clearer above the water
Still fear none above the father
Ain't peep you need better goggles
Most reaching new borns wit bottles
If really needing me to paint the picture
I'm more Leonardo wit one blade or De Vinci
No need for filter
Swear I be going crazy
Yo check me into the asylum
No Arkham shit when I bat man
Shordy she hit the high note
Mariah
Oh my I
Almost forgot
It's NuKarma motherfucker
Catch the bars or just nod
I mean I been shadow boxing
Draw dropping no stopping the problem
Look
Cooking disaster
Whats expected from a chef
But to cook
That's light
I'm Curry from the trey arc
Pen game been on dead shot
When ya caught by the red dot

Don't get caught slipping
If you do that's yo ass
And make sure not to throw stones
If your crib made of glass
Look
Get wit it or get left behind
I'm dizzy sick spitting wonder when I lost my mind I'm gone
Never caught slipping
If you do that's yo ass
And make sure not to throw stones
In yo crib made of glass
Get wit it or get left behind
I'm dizzy sick spitting wonder when I lost my mind I'm gone

A lot been going on
Don't give up keep going strong
A movement gotta keep moving
And that's exactly what we doing
Ooh
Felt motivation was fading
Caught a spark mk raiden
Got a lot on my mind but what am I saying
Look
History lies n the hand of the victor
Supposed to hold proof
So how do I figure
My music could even help
Well I'm painting a picture
Knowledge you seek wealth
Seek verse and that's word to the scripture

Now you know I be going crazy
Yo check me into the asylum
No Arkham shit when I bat man
Shordy she hit the high note
Mariah
Oh my I
Almost forgot
It's NuKarma mf
Catch the bars or just nod
I mean I been Shadow boxing
Draw dropping no stopping the problem
Look
Cooking disaster
Whats expected from a chef
But to cook
That's light
I'm Curry from the trey arc
Pen game been on dead shot
Don't get caught by the red dots

Never get caught slipping
If you do that's yo ass
And make sure not to throw stones
If your crib made of glass
Get wit it or get left behind
I'm dizzy sick spitting wonder when I lost my mind I'm gone
Never get caught slipping
If you do that's yo ass
And make sure not to throw stones
If your crib made of glass
Get wit it or get left behind
I'm dizzy sick spitting wonder when I lost my mind I'm gone