paroles de chanson Immortal - Zicasso

Ayo, listen up

I know you're staring, gazing
This flows just amazing when I hit the snare and bass and
Systems twisted up, I can see the fists are up
You must've given to even attempt to keep it up
A classic masterpiece, Jurassic mastery that
Eases you gently, mentally, listen attentively
Identically with entity meant to be sent to me
Authentically a brainiac in action
A maniac, in fact, I cause a chain reaction to get your brain relaxing
With this arsenal, I'm packing
Watch close like a package that's in tracking
I cause attraction within a million-mile radius
I know I'm sick in the cranium it's made of titanium
Zicasso is an alias, but really I'm an alien
I'm a martian armed with fire who causes arson with pen and paper
Yeah my rhyming skills travel 'round your mind like a rising thrill
Listen to the siren drill, when epinephrine rushes down your spine with elegant timing Still

Oh, Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass
'Cause we could be immortals, immortals
Just not for long, for long
Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass
'Cause we could be immortals, immortals
Just not for long, for long

I resort to the booth for the sport that'll soothe
The youth for support, in short, I transport
Y'all to another land, that's high in demand
The sand in the hourglass stops on command, all by my hand when the mics in my hand
That means I am, immortal, coming through a portal, it's boring being normal
The words that come from my cerebral are lethal, my mind is evil, rhymes illegal, get my Head cut off like its medieval
And all these people are way too feeble
To handle it, I hand it to 'em and they can't even hold it like it was a burning candle
But I grab it by the flame, numb like novocaine
Snag the light from you, slap the fight out you, now I got you hiding too, rip you right in Two pieces
On back to back releases, so get back before I give you all diseases on these mastered Pieces

Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass
'Cause we could be immortals, immortals
Just not for long, for long
Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass
'Cause we could be immortals, immortals
Just not for long, for long

You think I'm dense, well let the beat commence and I'll beat some sense down to your Feet and since
I spill rhymes like I'm 50 Cent
Let it seep, go to sleep, and hence
It's risky since I can't fix this dent in my head
Then the miss gets her lips, moves her hips just to mix it up
Sits across the room, gets her fit, picks it up
I depict kicks and chicks in my future pretty soon
Sow it up like a suture on this witty tune
I'm a music rebel as you revel it's essential for your mental, the potential in this symbol With this pencil I'm monumental
Simple, but complicated when I'm contemplating for war with this armor plating
Constantly concentrating, so there's simply no debating
No more time for waiting with these lines and rhymes on my mind got my pupils dilating
When I'm innovating, constantly creating inflating lyrics awaiting the heavenly gates

Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass
'Cause we could be immortals, immortals
Just not for long, for long
Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass
'Cause we could be immortals, immortals
Just not for long, for long