Naor - Hail Mary

Caught the Hail Mary again
Actions in life to be condemned
Some would rather pretend than get real friends
Spend the energy to bend
And tend to those they don't blend
And won't lend to them
Fuck that
I don't give a tic tac
For your wick whack
Don't deal chit chat
Spit facts on tracks
All night
Dame time like I'm proper
Hella with the choppa
Acapella
Big poppa
Only bullets stop ya
Alright
Really must be doing something right
If they eyes watching in sight
Watching me move left to right
Real dawg in the fight
Got the heart and the might
My angels my knights
The odds we defy
That's all she writes

Hate on me coz I do it better
Kicking goals with a sweater
Cracka lacking with the cheddar
Shredder on the rhythms
Smoother on the spreader
3187 forever
Sitting on these bars
Like damn so clever
Go blind on these lines
Never surrender
Perfected the air bender
Round the corner like slender
Feeling like an ultimate defender
Lyrical mystical emperor
2020 December

Original fmk member

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

Bagging up beats so subliminal
Lyrical homicide got me feeling like a criminal
Eyes on my Ora so cynical
Actions everyday so pivotal
Word on the digital thru my lips becomes the physical
Feeling like my life burdened a miracle
Not so typical in my way
Mythical with the tales I slay

No need to sip to know how it tastes
I be fine wine allll day
Got no time to play
In it for the bunnies noy estate
Got me in all kinda states
Find it hard to relate
Not many know how to fill they plate
More than the great
Got enough to grate
And serve more plates
That's the highest estate

Devil child turn saint
But he kept the faith

Devil child turn saint
But he kept the faith

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

N.A.O.R
Running with the heat
Yard Bird nesting in a beat
Makings sounds that you've never heard heard
Make it sound so absurd absurd

Written by:
Naor Malka

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