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atlas

ibeengoneforaminute

 

ibeengoneforaminute


Uh
Hahahaha
Yo it's atlas
Fuck cuh'

I been gone for a minute
I been gone for a minute
I been gone for a minute
But now I'm back
Now I'm back
Now I'm back
Now I'm back
Look

Look
I take it back to nights words
On the welcome mat
Absurd, and I seldom rap
You heard?
That's the eldest fact
Learn from what held me back
Burn till I'm hella smack
Big kid rap, and you adjourn to a hella [?]
Heaven sent, man
I grind on my cool conscious
Spit hot bars like school lunch
So full shush, renew it, luck
Get it cracking cashew nuts
Tryin'a move up
And I'm just too stuck
Bruised up
Still fighting battles of the past
It won't matter when I'm clashing
With the master of the gas
Mad had it with the raps
Gassed up, like the mask
On my way to the stacks
But I don't play for the cash
Planing out my path
With the rays on the map
Throw a dart up at the atlas
And we'll stay where it lands
Run a-way from the sands
Of the hour glass passing
Waiting for my time but
I'm an hour past classic
Get my damn ass kicked
Shit talk rhyming
With that tic-toc timing up
On my wrist watch shining
I been, lost a while now
And though im trying to find it
My head's never in the same
Place as my mind is
Fuck it
I'm either ahead or behind it
Severed head with a mind
The size of Einstein's
Flyin toward the iris
With a pine of papyrus
Covered in lyrical virus
Screaming "the miracle's eye
Bitch!"
Yeah they say I got talent
I don't see it, guess I'm eyeless
Cept' my third eye's open
Bright as a light in the night sky is
Open up please
Hoping that I succeed
Focused on the luck but
Overdosed on what I must be
Just a little rubber ducky
Floating round in the past tense
They said I stole a car last night
Crashed it
Judge please it wasn't me, I've been framed
The only thing I've ever driven is myself insane
Selfless lame, with a dash of [?]
Grab a fucking mic and I [?] like Merlin is
Murder kids
You ain't even fucking heard of this
The newer Peewee Herman with
A dash of Tc's Vernon kids
Yeah my future's off
But my past is normal
And I'm dressing casual
But I'm acting formal
Rapping wormhole
Im'a scare you with a laser
And surround you while European
Like America and Asia
Barely even a daze
Man, I stay with my brand like raisins
You think I can handle fame?
Shit, I can't even handle ratin's
Fifty likes on a video have me way gone
[?] blowin up
Quick as the fuckin A-bomb
Wait mom
They can wait another day
I'll be shutting down the internet
On May 28th
That's when I'll be dropping mummy
Like a clumsy archeologist
And if you got it early
Hit the party sarcophagus
Party hard, awkward kids
Is laughing at me now
Nah, but you will not be laughing
When it's out
Headed for the skyline
Captain of the scouts
I'll be watching the horizon
Flow dryer than a drought
Iris full'a doubt
Lately I been more stuck
Feeling like im on one
Call me George Dub
Seeing more love so
Rev the Porsche up
We living life right
You been living more stuck
But of course bruh
A full course lunch
Six course dinner
Bank account torn up
Bored of the back hand
And rap scandal bastards
Who act like their visa cards
Maxed to the rafters
Back to the standards
Same couch and carpet
Still stay attached to the
Game like a cartridge
Snap chat bandit
And the ass grabber rapping
For a cash stacks n'
Bad tracks stacked
On the castle floor
Your mouth full'a shit
What you got an asshole for?
You bite me to the apple core
Cut the bull like a matador
Got a whole fan base going
Back and forth
Like fuck it man
I'm actually bored

Nah I'm fucking around
I ain't bored
Hahaha
Shit
Outie
Peace

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