Текст песни Just Blaze - D$ feat. ProfitMoneyBeats & None the Wiser

No warmth from the industry apparent by they starin
While we freeze in the streets hungry we'll make it by sharing
Strike a match light it up Wing Craft Animal Blunt
Take ya to the moon and back Apollo 13 trip bruh
Looking for a decoder ring in that cracker jack box
I stole marshmallows from the Lucky Charms Leprechaun
Ain't no tricks hear got the rabbits foot for luck
Cut it off like jig saw got you going like what the fuh
Level one Jeet Kune Do trained wooden dummy bloody knuckles
Wing Chun in my arsenal Ashoka style never buckle
Striving for a nickel work for some beats
Fuck the world destroy the matrix with our reality
D Money coming with Kyber crystal we ignite
Light'em up light'em up like the first of July
Celebrate on the fourth with one of a kind
Profit Money on the beats/ None the Wiser on the mic

Just Blaze in anyway that you can
Bring your smoke to the world
Carve a trail out the man
Just Blaze in anyway that we can
Take it to the people let the people fuck the man

Dark forces gather scatter condensed matter
And out of a dense atom reality's been shattered
Subatomic particles pulled together til nominal
Quantum tunneled and bonded to manifest the phenomenal
You are now witnessin maladjusted vindictiveness
Didn't heed the warnings there's nothin left you can listen with
Confiscated ya implements nothing left to be written with
Separated from wit you just gettin left in ya ignorance
I'm indolent, you would ever try to approach me
I'm as far removed from human as you and all of them roaches
But D Money summoned through wherewithal and his focus
I left the realm of men but heard his call on the solstice
So now I'm back and I am become death
A giant among men a messiah beyond breath
Violence on deck to annihilate all threats
Rebirthin the world in fire cuz I am beyond vexed

Just Blaze in anyway that you can
Bring your smoke to the world
Carve a trail out the man
Just Blaze in anyway that we can

Take it to the people let the people fuck the man
Poppin off on the mic bombs away it's a war zone
Right hook to the jaw left laying on the floor prone
Now you seein birds know you heard that door tone
Bells ringing souls leavin like you hit a warp zone
This indigenous be spittin this scalping bitches' ignorance
With a dull blade you fade into the background images
You ill equipped to deal with the diligence
When millions with ill intent turn ceilings to building vents
Serve the poetic justice most backstab just to get far
Strike like the rebellion and Luke did on the Death-Star
Rhymes denser than beskar mandalore on me is sick
Force these rappers out the game turn the sword and be a sith
Let the corpse of the industry rot in the depths, done
Rip out your heart like Thuggies priest Mola Ram
Heart beatin in my hands still yappin goin on
I'm laughin cuz i'll be snackin when half of ya soul is gone

Just Blaze in anyway that you can
Bring your smoke to the world
Carve a trail out the man
Just Blaze in anyway that we can
Take it to the people let the people fuck the man
Just Blaze in anyway that you can
Bring your smoke to the world
Carve a trail out the man
Just Blaze in anyway that we can
Take it to the people let the people fuck the man