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Lyrify.me

The Millennial Reprise by Eden Dowlen Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

I pray the rhythm take me whether to heaven or Hades
But I aim on waiting til I am no longer lazy
The similarity between me and ares
This spear that I carry has parried many an enemy
Heavily that is weighing on a heart...long gone and buried
Barely a mind... wandering nary a kind
To identify with I am very much a nice pick
I cause problems for solidarity you need to be constantly wary wheres Apollo when you need him
A light and a little healing
Never hear me breathing, never tary, never leaving
I won't be scene dealing, I'm rarely not appealing
I haven't payed dues so I haven't bought feelings
I still hear cheering, I hope you brought hearing
Those who are sneering, I won't be caught cheating
Up my sleeve I only got impossibility
Reality is not my ceiling


I find that I am biased to eyes that I see as honest
And that mistake is the make of this artist
Me as modest? I'd rather flaunt it
Throw on a beat and panic on it
Switch it and quick to catatonic
I'm not one for padded armor, I patent honor
My path is harder, you cats are gonners
I have the magic artifacts, to access the end of facts
Back to back, my wrath attacks, you'd rather pass
On Earth as it is in Heaven like Ras Kass
Y'all purpose adds little to the lesson, and that's that
Lucid dreaming, Im cruising, eatin
My crew is decent, through and through we provin that we mean it, who has the meaning, you lose it I keep it
Locked up inside with Windows shut
Rough invites with tinted luck, what's advice but a little tough?

Give me a minute, pen paper and a vision
Don't expect painting vivid
Just rest and take it in
And check for changing ism
The rent I payed it isn't
Really meant for weighted schizms
Left degraded, I'm afraid it
Might end in arraignment, payment
Welcome the weight I gave it
Tread in the grave I made it
Revvin to pay to save it
Let's indicate the patient, me?
I am no native 180 rotated
Play me no radio playlist
No hatin just Makin a statement
I am waving it off, opinionated and playing it soft
Maybe im making it hard
To weigh in other thoughts
So I'll be laying off
And the way I fall? Majorly my fault
News to me, my Satiety answers to society
Rather be the fire in me, who decrees liability?
My will increase in quiet and peace
I wire this thesis a piece of me, I think complete
Nothing adjacent to this speech
I feel indiscrete a meal of the industry
This I do not see

I don't take for granted the fact I am grounded
When I came across houses of laid off councilmen
I chased off the hounds with chainsaws and callouses
I hang with no louses, My radars found shit
In the fake accounts of a cage called foulness
Foulness old as cowardice
Chose that sourness, Hold back out with it
Don't act childish, know that hour is
Your bad power Trip, So sad now it fits
And it gets Mountainous
The boot, the task The food and the cash
I proved that The mood is attached
To the fluid masks changing with the suit to match
I appear in the looking glass when they don't know who to ask
I move em with the facts, prudence with the cash, Lest you lose another act


And here is my problem, I see ears as options
I never see mirrors as offering
I hear it quite often, in my inner clear conscience
Something worthwhile isnt recognizable
I feel real losses fear mere faucets
And easy knowledge easy keys to the easy locks often softens tissue
So crossing becomes an issue
Poverty from the misuse
Probably oughta miss you
Not talking about loneliness
Rocking about the only shit
Around mocking holiness
The crowns not holding it
But neither are most of the stripes
I stay out of the hype, we'll have to see about sight
I realize that is trite, tryna keep my eyes tight
On the goal to keep it right, I see it dull or bright
I mean that I keep it light, even at mad height
Honesty and sacrifice, with that I have no plight
Helps when I feel like, I need to find a fight
Cause really I have a gripe, we could all be on the flight
We could all part of the might
But that thought causes fright
See some of em just ripe, some of em just aight
All of em wanna see another head on the Pike