Kid Candor - Excuse My Candor

Hop on the beat and they feeling the vibe
I am a dragon that's up in the sky
Treat every beat like an enemy tribe
(what you gone do)
I pull a Khaleesi and burn them alive
Burn them alive
It's going down like a vertical dive
When I walk in they averting they eyes
Cause they don't want Jekyll to turn into Hyde
Look to the sky and my purpose is rhyme
I do not fear any person but God
Death is too late so I'm serving Him now
And if you were smart you'd be curving your spine
(Bow down)
Like bread in the oven I'm up on the rise
Feel like I'm fishing I stay dropping lines
Treat every beat like an enemy tribe
I pull a Khaleesi and burn them alive
Back in the gym
Packed to the brim with a whole lot of motive to hack off a limb
Got a whole lot of bros so attackers beware
So sick that I'm practically hacking up phlegm
(Oh my)
I got to come with it, ark of the covenant
I feel untouchable, feel like the government
I've been attacking, and spitting so rapid
They say that they run it, but I got them stumbling
(I got the drip)
I got the steam
(I'm on the mic)
You might wanna leave
Cause when I spit it's too venomous
If you are standing within the vicinity
I cannot promise when I go atomic that I will not blow off the top of your noggin
I step on the court and its constantly dropping
"Who is that spitting like this?"
Candor
Darker than Bruce when he put on the suit in the middle of Gotham
I am problem
Why is it no one can stop him?
Easy, cause I've been influenced by Logic and Hopsin
Eminem, Kendrick, inspired my interest
Showed me the way to start flaming the industry
Hop on the mic and ignite an entire empire set fire to all of my enemies
Ooh
I got the sauce and the juice, I got the power to choose
Aye
I'm on a route, I got some goals that I'm tryna pursue/
Ooh yeah
Rally the troops, I am the thunder and they are the boom
I know there's nothing nobody can do
To take away all that He did in the tomb
(Yeah)
I'm trying to deepen our pockets
I'm trying to stick to the process
I'm like that boy from rockets
I got finesse, you cannot stop him
You better guard me with the caution
I'm in your head like a conscious
Give them that ooh
Shred them up like a guitarist
Then I step over the carcass

Written by:
Chris Thomas

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