Tariiiq - Sky High

Weed smoke retrace the skyline
As I'm painting my vision up in the skies
So sky high!
Sky high!

Breath slow with these flows
Explode like C4's till I'm getting dough without T4s
I'm seizin opportunities, able and willin without a deal
I'm ready to kill, you sweatin like Shaquille on the free throws
Finito, knockin mcs out like im debo
And you know I got the smoke like its 420 at Heathrow
So See bro,when I touch the pen, its a Heat-stroke
You sounding kinda shy like lil yachty on ebro
See thru the evil like its thru the peep hole (Uh)
Speak to the people, I keep it cerebral (Ya)
Trees, no sizzurp thas cloggin up my liver
That's why its crisp and tight when I deliver (Woo!)
Mc's shiver, I been auspicious like shiva
Inside of my brain the thoughts I can't contain get quicker
I aint no killer, but if you push me I be sneak attacking like sam fisher in splinter
Right where it hit ya?

Weed smoke retrace the skyline as paintin my vision up in the skies
So sky high- rollin up that sticky icky green
I fly - cuz life aint always how it really seem

The say that this whole life is a game
It's like we dont know how to play, and sure as fuck run outta change
Talkin bout some basic human rights
Self expression but its feeling like it's do or die, strange!
When I spit this shit from the soul I emulsify
With the beat, deadly combination that Is so-sublime
So sublime, i cant nullify the thoughts in my mind that make-me-ask-why!
Way im enticing, these beats that I've liscenced
I get to slicing and dicing till its the right one
Mcs still suck like dysons but yet they write sum
I just light one eat em up like bison (Bye son)
Dont re-mind me in my mind is my enemy
And my Bellamy, so ain't a damn thing could blemish me
The words be the entropy, till I emit the energyyy
So how you censor me with the "sorry sir your offending me"

Fuck that!
It's like that!
Any competition, buss quick!

Weed smoke retrace the skyline as paintin my vision up in the skies
So sky high- rollin up that sticky icky green
I fly - cuz life aint always how it really seem

Disrespect and you get buss up quick
Cuz all these fake big ups out here that's some fucked up shit
I guess the strive to be the greatest yo it does not click
Kinda like a bad relationship thats not my bitch
And homie sugar coated raps yea thats not my niche
I don't side with democrats, or rep-ub-licans
The same seven headed dragon homie get-a-grip
The revolution televised but they targeting from within
We got the left pushing us to trends for social justice
But the right telling us thats racist and repugnant
The left demanding you to believe, its clear to see
But Fox News be telling you its all conspiracy
But truthfully, it all boils down to greed
We just a cog in machine
They seperating us to get between
And keep us on our phones but the message is still unseen
Nah meaannnn?

Written by:
Tariq Bakir

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