paroles de chanson Odus - A-kil

Im Passin back woods blasted
Niggas trippin not actin
Devote to vision the notes made the skellitons acrobatics
Habit to rush in no putin im smoothing out my disheeki
Im moons to the water rivers cant see me you in denile
Denounce any vocal pasafist
Im keepin pully practices
Do backflips for the massa till it malgamates to masocist
They askin why you mad at this
Meavuver thru the madness
My mood can ammass a morphesus
Metaphor to a morpheus

Quick to cut to the arteries
Artimus rock a marter
A menace maticulace ink a pen to markers anonimus on internet
Dont need the validation or the dopamine
You plastic i be over clean like granny brace ol sofa been

The bastard been lock headed
Prophetic
God sent it
Exorsist the necks of the neos who think they not second
Not minute made less its lemon peppers this whole sentence
Hot headed partner dun told me to never stop so i aint got limits
Niggas wit they punchlines they be hiding
In the backseat of the drive im never parkin in this honda sivic
Holla at me
Ball backwards
Im lab ratting
The rodant flows got momma mad at me
A nigga gettin older wit a golden mouth
The old shit i be over now
Im venting to my bitch
Thank god the blunt is burning slower means
She sober getin bread by Other means
I mean by any means
I mean by fumbling figures of speech
While wearing fenti means offending me
And foldin never happens since she glowin now
My tone is getting bolder imma bolder indiana any man next
Imma damn mess
Wat she said
Get a tampax for ya man
Head Head griffindore

Bitch im dead bitch im done
Bitch im ghost botch im beat
See me focus fuck a foe cuz got mo time
For the locuts nigga soul run from defeat
Feel im owed bru from the low grundge or the gods
Thats a smoke thought nigga floored rush on 95
See da cobras get my fuckin coat stimmy dropped
Rushin usually green hadda to keep dat to the side
Shawty using me fuck you think this is a second time

Bitch Capp on yo raps
Keep a top mind cause im spazzing wit my bottom bitch
Demons i unbottled it
Drinking to my counter fits
Peepin niggas cosigns
All you niggas co rhymes
Half as whack imaculates
Kill me das maraculious
Opps is playing tag wit me
T t t tap im tapin in
Im flippin soul to grundge so fuck a mac you lent
A mag a lint you fold bru you owe if you dont match wit me
You owe if you gone cap to me
I owe when god is mad at me

An immature instinct
Yet an instinct we all have none the less
What is the weight you carry
Should i be greatful for it
Or am i selfish
Am i odus