A Brief Statement From Damon Stoudafire by EveryDeYoe Lyrics
Yo, unanimous, my tactics sinking your battle ship
I'll lasso rope your mind to make you shake your Gluteus Maximus
Mastered tracks with a Ronin-induced avalanche
Double black diamond paths gliding past the average rap
Lateral snap alternate route is the plan
Indubious dead walking man swallowing the grains of sand
Time gets demolished in the land of a comet
Hit the chronic until I spill stout on the button for auto-pilot
Punch lines with no violence
Max damage provided by pif packed in the hollowed bone apparatus
Intergalactic slash Santana Black Magic
Dancin with MCA on some cardboard as a phantom
I do this for two-steppers, spray-can pressers
And anybody making music with a legible message
& if I don't get it, I'll still respect your perspective
It's all love if the artforms your deadliest weapon
The large sword that I'm pressing like Yoshimitsu from Tekken
& drip ink like an octopus tentacle when threatened
I'll have you doing donuts in the intersection no question
My lesson a blessing a pessimist'll have to accept it
Practice doesn't make perfect it makes gradual progression
Passion actually shaping the flame engulfing my sentence
Pulling with vengeance each bong rips a black hole of infinite
Shattered limits blasted like the Grassy Knoll to the critics
I told you I'd get it, should've never doubted my vision
The wilted flower blossomed out the top soil in the trenches
Destroying a gimmick, leave the school life to the fishes
I swim in esoteric water where aliens been indigenous
Sitting, cross cross with Thoth inside of a pyramid
Or shooting thunderbolts with Zeus on top of Mt. Olympus
I witnessed the Supernova & the ice age of polar
Cryo ate too many beans & then his fart went global
So If you doing this for diamonds or the paper soul controller
Find a different motive
I chirp like a bird you chirp like Motorola
My work is organic no till farmed on the planet
You artificial like plastic
My playbook making the passes
To change the game in a flash & I take my victory lap
Smoke like a hickory stack
Build a Lincoln Log cabin mansion out of a thousand five packs
I ride fast & slide past whatever you happened to think is rap
I think it's sad we sit in the position we currently stand
That's why I Neverland like my alias is Peter Pan
I'll lasso rope your mind to make you shake your Gluteus Maximus
Mastered tracks with a Ronin-induced avalanche
Double black diamond paths gliding past the average rap
Lateral snap alternate route is the plan
Indubious dead walking man swallowing the grains of sand
Time gets demolished in the land of a comet
Hit the chronic until I spill stout on the button for auto-pilot
Punch lines with no violence
Max damage provided by pif packed in the hollowed bone apparatus
Intergalactic slash Santana Black Magic
Dancin with MCA on some cardboard as a phantom
I do this for two-steppers, spray-can pressers
And anybody making music with a legible message
& if I don't get it, I'll still respect your perspective
It's all love if the artforms your deadliest weapon
The large sword that I'm pressing like Yoshimitsu from Tekken
& drip ink like an octopus tentacle when threatened
I'll have you doing donuts in the intersection no question
My lesson a blessing a pessimist'll have to accept it
Practice doesn't make perfect it makes gradual progression
Passion actually shaping the flame engulfing my sentence
Pulling with vengeance each bong rips a black hole of infinite
Shattered limits blasted like the Grassy Knoll to the critics
I told you I'd get it, should've never doubted my vision
The wilted flower blossomed out the top soil in the trenches
Destroying a gimmick, leave the school life to the fishes
I swim in esoteric water where aliens been indigenous
Sitting, cross cross with Thoth inside of a pyramid
Or shooting thunderbolts with Zeus on top of Mt. Olympus
I witnessed the Supernova & the ice age of polar
Cryo ate too many beans & then his fart went global
So If you doing this for diamonds or the paper soul controller
Find a different motive
I chirp like a bird you chirp like Motorola
My work is organic no till farmed on the planet
You artificial like plastic
My playbook making the passes
To change the game in a flash & I take my victory lap
Smoke like a hickory stack
Build a Lincoln Log cabin mansion out of a thousand five packs
I ride fast & slide past whatever you happened to think is rap
I think it's sad we sit in the position we currently stand
That's why I Neverland like my alias is Peter Pan