The Tribe Akashic - Rebel (feat. Sir Plata, Caine Falco & RBT JNS)

Aye
Yo
Aye
Wha, Aye
Let me talk to y'all niggas for a second man
Aye
(E 31 Nigga)
Uh, and you can catch me in the shrine kickin’ it with the masters
A bachelor with no associates who’s only after
The third degree that’s burnin’ the cheese to craft the perfect masses
Who’s kissin’ asses to ascend but now their past is dark as molasses
(Shit)
All of my villagers famished
I know what I’m ordering. Fuck the menu
A couple gems, a side of sensu beans
Split it with my chiefs
Gather feast
Wait for all you cats to know
Jump up, we smack you down like dominoes
Snow flurries how I spit that cold shit on the daily
Be precautious
Throw on a jacket before you step in my circumference
Flow is nauseous
Makin’ you sea sick how I preach this
Sermon deliver conclusions for you essays
And this is only the thesis
Jesus preachin’ teachin'
Kickin’ the relevance like it is judo
Strange how I can get derange right off the bat like Hugo
Name a clique that you know
Killin’ shit no pseudo
I sense a serpent in the circle I’m pushin’ 'em out word to sumo
Nigga
Playin’ my part to win
I started from the bottom where we all begin (Ya)
I’m still up at the bottom, you can’t market him (Uh)
Allow me to explain after I talk my
Shit
But it’s all politics like Marcus Garvey
See I’m hardly in
Ima Joker
Even these hoes clown like Harley Quinn
Two sides to a coin, Ima flip that shit like Harvey Dent
Heads you live
Hoping for tails to knuckle up like Sonic Friends
And I prolly sin
My family fun of God’s army men
And Demons hosting a family feud like Steve Harvey is
Whippin’ the Honda Civic again
Cuttin’ the check, I’m coppin a Benz
The Tribe Akashic rockin the show
Poppin’ you know it we locking it in
Boss Stage, Makin’ ya body shift
Cross fade, making ya body lift
They don’t want no smoke that they can’t handle
All I got is piff
And Scottie Beamin’ up another body
After shawty dip
Your Future ain’t lookin’ too bright that’s word to Scottie Pip
I pull it off exactly how expected
No gadgets like the inspector reaching data just respect the
lecture
Barely even effort, bringing galaxies of messages, the Magic is the pressure
In the battle for professor
Stepping in the leather
Feel that weather
A breath of that clever
So never know No better
My era, with the feta
We will spread that cheddar
Like it’s embarrassing
Fair enough
Just for clarity
There is no similarity
Barely cover tariffs so hop on another ferry
Nigga dare me
Coming for the dairy
The Confidence was sesame seed
I had a dream about the breed that I was destined be
Switched the feed and started channeling the brand
About the man that sparked a candle light then landed in the chest of my seed
Just breathe
And catch up when you need this the lead
But I’m still tryna follow the creed
If you can heed
I Build like I came from the reeds until I see

Written by:
JAMAR K JONES, SHIE NATHAN ROZOV

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