Soul Vibe Syndicate - Dumb Stupid

Ladies and gentlemen, please gather round, join hands with the person next to you and
Tune in to the sights and sounds of Soul Vibe Syndicate

I coat the pages of my rhyme book as time slips away
I broke the cages in my mind I took the time to taste the pain
Stay sedated in that constant state, braisin' cuz the opps are fake
I changed the name, there's lots at stake, I fight with passion, Cassius Clay
Floatin' like I own the mic I do-si-do, stay low-key though
Mellow like Geppetto while you're sellin' doubt, Pinocchio
My tone makes serotonin flow, prone to stroke the ego
These chromosomes are different, I'm imprinted on the people

If you steppin' up, whippin' the chrome out, like automated trailer hitches
I've been from the Lo' now, SVS is roamin' bitches
Got some hosies, that's the mission. Paint the toesies on your missus
Pick her posies, her cheeks rosy from the ass slaps and kisses
Call up L Prime, he got a beat. Is there a fee? Is that one free
Is it for you? Is it for me? Let's get to killin' it I'm bout it G
I'm on a spree, I'm Steven P, in a blue dream, Satriani
Drink my shit neat, get to the meat, shake off the heat, you better believe

Take it from me, I'm cheffin' a beat, decipher the creed, incredible feat
Measure the pleasure, quiet please there's snipers in the mezzanine
Is it true I cypher clean? Give 'em some room, kinda mean
Rhythm and blues this imagery, it's beautiful for this kind of scene

Y'all just been lame, throw it in the bin mane
Same dumb jokes, but it's on a dif day
Gettin' real old, like when the tint fades
Actin' a fool, and cookin' on a tin plate
Never be dumb, like jumpin' on a simp train
Gotta stack funds and hit that exchange
Tryna be the kingpin, call me Vin Reigns
So many rappers dyin' like it's Squid Games

Do not resuscitate rock a better way, shock and resonate
Rise to the occasion, while we're sizin' up these featherweights
Steal your girl while we shoutin', better run Cupid
Prime and Eli come correct, you know we gettin' dumb stupid

Props to all you tricks, for your mystic tongue usage
Keep the good vibes rollin', we ain't makin' thug music
Here's a puff, go head and use it, this right here is hip-hop fusion
Secret of the ooze, choose us to kick it we're a shoo-in

There you have it, ladies and gentlemen. The Soul Vibe Syndicate
Keep your hands inside the ride at all times

Written by:
Christopher Rowan, Matthew Stewart

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