paroles de chanson The Ancient One - Gecko

I'm brand new, but I feel like an ancient one
Rapping like I'm mummified, it's second nature, son
Don't be saying you got hitters and y'all play with guns
Don't be saying you a spitter and do this for fun
I catch em in the act, now the play's begun
Backstage on the lights like I played the sun
You turn page and you write like you do that shit
And I hate that shit
'Cause I fucking spit

I put my mind in the song cause my brain too sick
Put my mouth to the mic cause I make music
Every time that I speak they say it's therapeutic
Even when I say her nose is all up in my pubics
They still turn up the volume like we measure with cubics
And the beat afraid of me 'cause our relationship abusive
And you know it ain't exclusive
Hop from beat to beat with no protection, pure usage
Every condom gets toothpicks

I'm brand new, but I feel like an ancient one
Rapping like I'm mummified, it's second nature, son
Don't be saying you got hitters and y'all play with guns
Don't be saying you a spitter and do this for fun
I catch em in the act, now the play's begun
Backstage on the lights like I played the sun
You turn page and you write like you do that shit
And I hate that shit
'Cause I fucking spit

Fuck the beat up, get high off the chemicals
Like it's ether, she don't know how to fuck me
I said me neither, feel like I'm going too crazy under two sheets of, loose leaf or
Polyester, cotton, silk or linen
Pick your poison, pick your resting place, good riddance
Lay down and my vision's spinning
Mac Miller wasn't lying 'bout the sippin' turn to drink bingin'

This the proof, do you even know I'm alive?
I swear to God that I'll rise out my casket soon
I'll never die, I swear to Amun-Ra
I'm here for life, build me my catacomb
I'm a pharaoh with a pen, it's scaring 'em to death
Fossilize my mind and you study it too
Engravings and rhymes what you gon' study for life
I write in hieroglyphics and I'm mythic to you
Yo

I'm brand new, but I feel like an ancient one
Rapping like I'm mummified, it's second nature, son
Don't be saying you got hitters and y'all play with guns
Don't be saying you a spitter and do this for fun
I catch em in the act, now the play's begun
Backstage on the lights like I played the sun
You turn page and you write like you do that shit
And I hate that shit
'Cause I fucking spit

They got all their theorems about the pyramids and shit
Coordinates, and the speed of light, and whatever the fuck
What about the fuckin' ancient one?
The Gecko?