Abstract Lines? by Graphene Lyrics
Cut the red light on
This here... this song sparked everything for No Box you know
Give you a glimpse into how my mind works some time...
Kinda in abstract
A little hard to follow but I appreciate y'all if y'all can rock with me
Just go on this journey with me one more time...
This here gone make yo Monday feel like Friday
A taste of Sunday (Sundae) sound like Sade
And smell like notes of melancholy
Candy rain
Abstract thoughts painting pictures all inside my brain
Preventing me from thinking logically and relaying it plain
And simple
Unlike a riddle I’m bеfiddled
I mean fuddled
I bark cuz as a puppy I was muzzlеd
Never cuddled
They left me out to dry inside a puddle of my tears
Need arrears
Just so I can buy rebuttal
When I huddle
My thoughts dispersed on beats that's hella subtle
Pieces in my head don’t fit together like the puzzle That’s life
When you rollin the dice
In my head like monopoly
I’m making the price And you be paying it twice
Foreign boy colder than ice
Willing to sacrifice anything he entice(s)
Says the gifted kid who believed in the hype
And saw how bright his light when it’s shining at night
But never thought bout
When other lights are brought out
And he gets outshined he spitting rhymes just to call out
The blasphemy
Saying shit like I know niggas that’ll blast for me
And every time I battle with beats it’s just a casualty Of war
Ain't new to it he done seen it before
Opportunities to join
He escaped the allure
Of being deadly
So dangerous a king of the poor
Cuz you often more respected when you yielding a sword
Hatorri Hanzo
Domo arigato
For entering the shelter I be rabbit you be lotto
Elegant as gelato
You’ll get it if you ever know what I know
Half man half amazing like lovato
Giving game like I’m...
Giving game like I'm Wallo
Yeah There’s another part to this
Virgin to this game but I’m killing just like Artemis
And birthing many artistes Who can’t see where the target is
Cuz shallow rappers only get deep as the charger gets
Y’all blowin it like cartridges
Heavy ammo yea Y’all Ain't seen a nigga hard as this
Sending shots the brain can’t contain so to the heart it is
They hit with More to follow
"Why we busting at them?" asks the soldier Hell if I know
Keep shooting like Afflalo
Until they look like me with rib cages full of hollows
Watch them drink they sorrows away with wine from Gallo Or E&J
When you need more of an impact like TNA
Seeing a Younger self
Wrestle with the fears of receiving hate Or being thanked
By those with less to offer but got more to say
Make you wanna hit the gate And run from it like escaping the dogs
And the hogs avoiding mirrors just to run from your flaws
Is it wrong For a nigga like me
To Do the right thing at the wrong times just like I’m Spike Lee
Thinking that I might be
A rapper with juice and my radio just like I’m Raheem
Yea a king with Bishop trynna take me out of the ring
With a shot or two
Stuck between doing what you want and what you gotta do
Cooking up a pot or two
Of some soulful shit that last longer than hypotenuse
Doing what I ought to do until I blow like...
Damn
Until I blow like Carter 2
No Box
Appreciate y'all going on this journey with me
I've been wanting to do this ever since me and my siblings were watching Fighting Temptations and Cuba Gooding was talking about that you know
More to come...
This here... this song sparked everything for No Box you know
Give you a glimpse into how my mind works some time...
Kinda in abstract
A little hard to follow but I appreciate y'all if y'all can rock with me
Just go on this journey with me one more time...
This here gone make yo Monday feel like Friday
A taste of Sunday (Sundae) sound like Sade
And smell like notes of melancholy
Candy rain
Abstract thoughts painting pictures all inside my brain
Preventing me from thinking logically and relaying it plain
And simple
Unlike a riddle I’m bеfiddled
I mean fuddled
I bark cuz as a puppy I was muzzlеd
Never cuddled
They left me out to dry inside a puddle of my tears
Need arrears
Just so I can buy rebuttal
When I huddle
My thoughts dispersed on beats that's hella subtle
Pieces in my head don’t fit together like the puzzle That’s life
When you rollin the dice
In my head like monopoly
I’m making the price And you be paying it twice
Foreign boy colder than ice
Willing to sacrifice anything he entice(s)
Says the gifted kid who believed in the hype
And saw how bright his light when it’s shining at night
But never thought bout
When other lights are brought out
And he gets outshined he spitting rhymes just to call out
The blasphemy
Saying shit like I know niggas that’ll blast for me
And every time I battle with beats it’s just a casualty Of war
Ain't new to it he done seen it before
Opportunities to join
He escaped the allure
Of being deadly
So dangerous a king of the poor
Cuz you often more respected when you yielding a sword
Hatorri Hanzo
Domo arigato
For entering the shelter I be rabbit you be lotto
Elegant as gelato
You’ll get it if you ever know what I know
Half man half amazing like lovato
Giving game like I’m...
Giving game like I'm Wallo
Yeah There’s another part to this
Virgin to this game but I’m killing just like Artemis
And birthing many artistes Who can’t see where the target is
Cuz shallow rappers only get deep as the charger gets
Y’all blowin it like cartridges
Heavy ammo yea Y’all Ain't seen a nigga hard as this
Sending shots the brain can’t contain so to the heart it is
They hit with More to follow
"Why we busting at them?" asks the soldier Hell if I know
Keep shooting like Afflalo
Until they look like me with rib cages full of hollows
Watch them drink they sorrows away with wine from Gallo Or E&J
When you need more of an impact like TNA
Seeing a Younger self
Wrestle with the fears of receiving hate Or being thanked
By those with less to offer but got more to say
Make you wanna hit the gate And run from it like escaping the dogs
And the hogs avoiding mirrors just to run from your flaws
Is it wrong For a nigga like me
To Do the right thing at the wrong times just like I’m Spike Lee
Thinking that I might be
A rapper with juice and my radio just like I’m Raheem
Yea a king with Bishop trynna take me out of the ring
With a shot or two
Stuck between doing what you want and what you gotta do
Cooking up a pot or two
Of some soulful shit that last longer than hypotenuse
Doing what I ought to do until I blow like...
Damn
Until I blow like Carter 2
No Box
Appreciate y'all going on this journey with me
I've been wanting to do this ever since me and my siblings were watching Fighting Temptations and Cuba Gooding was talking about that you know
More to come...