Sjayy - Poetic Musa

Between they eyes like elite snipers
The shots lethal
Bars heavy like steel pipes and giant people
Unwrap and decipher these blunt worded rap cyphers, pick ya choice
A dirty caskets or some dirty diapers,
I did the math and we ain't equal like we on dividers
Riding through the L.A.X with a lax tone
Lavish life to the cold streets, but money's grown
Pandemic hit, niggas sick, I was on ill mode
That's how the story goes, can't let the page fold
Book it, start running
Dream chasing
I been as patient as hospitals
Stupid twiddle, fiddlesticks , get it shaking
Like papa hands but don't play it peaceful
Rest in pieces to the fallen
Ripping new sequels, ripping new pages
Moving up with ages

Fast as a milestone, you would think I'm stoned
Fast as a milestone, you would think I'm stoned
The layer tough, the skin is black, I'm not owned
The layer tough, the skin is black, I'm not owned

We lost doom, I'm feeling doomed
Age of the mask, now it's 6 feet and zoom
What a weird room spread the love to the moon
And back
I keep it packing, I'm moving silent, like I'm a slick jacket
Yo what's the racket, you want ten of this or tennis
In the sky with some diamonds
Like the Beatles I seen lucy, she a goon
I ain't fuckin' with her

My army got the best fuel
Biodiesel
Jet fuel (Woo)
Jet fuel (Woo)
Jet fuel (Woo)
Woo
Jet fuel (Woo)
Jet fuel (Woo)
Fly high kids
Fly high
Fly high kids
Fly high
Fly high kids
Fly high kids
Fly high
Fly high kids
Fly high, fly high

Written by:
Sydney Johnson

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