WURKIN E

Uh, blowing the dice list, make the right wish Careful, you might get hit with the lightning Flow Enticing, paradise it with the average strap Little Something for my cataracts Throw something, I'm Jabbing back Beats rhyme me like this eye peach, I'm smashing that I pass it back in the Cypher Take a dragon, think Cabbage Patch What Happened, scrap? These boys looking startled Like They seen tomorrow 'Stead of argue, I much rather Park you African engineered, I rap it then disappear Rappers be stressing weird, my rap is refreshing air Inhale and get whiff, I'm six six when the Pen hits It's intense, hear fingers snapping, I'm smelling incense, uh I left my imprint in The instrument bones It's intricate flows, Homes Ain't this articulate though? Uh Show off, make sure all my bars close Off It's naked truth talk Make that work and No more the moonwalk Yeah, still white whipping for Business About the dough, I'm locked in, No biggie Mane, my signal broke, Stay in my lane Get respect, but I never Could bandwagon for gain Yeah, Still white whipping for business About the dough, I'm locked in, no biggie Mane, My signal broke, stay in my lane Get respect, But I never could bandwagon for gain Uh, Bless it, warrior with the essence Courier status 'cause I deliver with the message I only mess With fat blunts, no Anavexics Do things right, But I'm keeping it ambidextrous, uh This Denzel with The fish scale I give you words that you Can bump to, but don't spit braille The cell's Heavy in the AM And when I got that Ivory without a Keenan, I found my way in, Uh Spraying wasabi on these raw raps And if The dice wasn't for the pickup, well, it's the Callback Boom, lack the bass, scrap, Put on your hazmat Saying it's under your black Facts, hope you scratch that I'm past that, Bunch of squares, they coming from the root I Don't make it rain, if I throw it up, It's an alley-oop Adieu, that's some block shit, Shout out Chris Never took the stand and whipping Work with my own hand Yeah, still white whipping For business And About the dough, I'm locked in, No biggie Mane, my signal broke, Stay in my lane Get respect, but I never Could bandwagon for gain Yeah, Still white whipping for business About the dough, I'm locked in, no biggie Mane, my signal broke, Stay in my lane Get respect, but I never Could bandwagon for gain Algorithms, which are basically the math that Computers use to decide stuff, they acquire the Sensibility of truth because they repeat over and Over again, and they kind of ossify and calcify, And they kind of become real.