FOURTEEN by KYU ~ (fka tokio) Lyrics
[Hook}
Take it easy, piecing structures, puncturing a mental wall
Callin' to the fall, I never scrawl onto my paper
Thrall my thoughts when caught in highs and lows
Perpetually in cold
I hold myself in folds so people come to see me as untold
[Verse]
Wording hieroglyphics and pyrotechnic
I get it when I want it, haunt it, telekinetic, I think and spawn it
I ain't hyperbolic, topping everything you throw me
Motherfucker, I'm a legend, born on the digits of Kobe
End of story
I'm the destroyer of galaxies like Broly, uh
Cut the tongues of fallacies, packin' heat with my cronies, uh
Bitch, I'm best off lonely, solely, it's within my coding, uh
Couldn't get to know me, I'm holding far from the molding, uh
Abstract painting, hanging backpack, banging off the loud, I raise the crowd when I come to step in their grounds, huh
Eye bags, slanging 'till my line's flat, changing from the shroud I used to drown, I'm riding down a different route, huh
Now, I'm down in business, I cannot bear nobody witness 'cause the shit I'm whippin' up, cannot be bought, I got forbidden recipes, all meant for me
The black ink emitting the heat, huh
Push me, it's shooting to thee, huh
I'm chain smoking, bitch, it's free
I'm a one man army, team against me, bitch, you'll come to sink
'Sama bombing expertise, got keys to shit you'd never think
Don't you blink, I bring subatomic hits if you take me on
On the brink of leaking heads with a barrel, I'll break it on
I'm the ichiban, master of the plan, the last standing man
I come to stand, as Morio with the mind of the Taliban
Vocals contraband against the land on which you can't command
I found a way to slip and make everyone do as I demand
Got fate in both my hands, in constructions or cataclysm
Make freedom or form the prisons
Intended to break the fences
Inflicted to grow defenses
My linkings could burst your system
Could spin you out missing
Intestines is all they pickin'
[Hook]
Take it easy, piecing structures, puncturing a mental wall
Callin' to the fall, I never scrawl unto my paper, thrall my thoughts when caught in highs and lows
Perpetually in cold
I hold myself in folds so people come to see me as untold, uh
Take it easy, piecing structures, puncturing a mental wall
Callin' to the fall, I never scrawl unto my paper, thrall my thoughts when caught in highs and lows
Perpetually in cold
I hold myself in folds so people come to see me as untold, uh
Take it easy, piecing structures, puncturing a mental wall
Callin' to the fall, I never scrawl onto my paper
Thrall my thoughts when caught in highs and lows
Perpetually in cold
I hold myself in folds so people come to see me as untold
[Verse]
Wording hieroglyphics and pyrotechnic
I get it when I want it, haunt it, telekinetic, I think and spawn it
I ain't hyperbolic, topping everything you throw me
Motherfucker, I'm a legend, born on the digits of Kobe
End of story
I'm the destroyer of galaxies like Broly, uh
Cut the tongues of fallacies, packin' heat with my cronies, uh
Bitch, I'm best off lonely, solely, it's within my coding, uh
Couldn't get to know me, I'm holding far from the molding, uh
Abstract painting, hanging backpack, banging off the loud, I raise the crowd when I come to step in their grounds, huh
Eye bags, slanging 'till my line's flat, changing from the shroud I used to drown, I'm riding down a different route, huh
Now, I'm down in business, I cannot bear nobody witness 'cause the shit I'm whippin' up, cannot be bought, I got forbidden recipes, all meant for me
The black ink emitting the heat, huh
Push me, it's shooting to thee, huh
I'm chain smoking, bitch, it's free
I'm a one man army, team against me, bitch, you'll come to sink
'Sama bombing expertise, got keys to shit you'd never think
Don't you blink, I bring subatomic hits if you take me on
On the brink of leaking heads with a barrel, I'll break it on
I'm the ichiban, master of the plan, the last standing man
I come to stand, as Morio with the mind of the Taliban
Vocals contraband against the land on which you can't command
I found a way to slip and make everyone do as I demand
Got fate in both my hands, in constructions or cataclysm
Make freedom or form the prisons
Intended to break the fences
Inflicted to grow defenses
My linkings could burst your system
Could spin you out missing
Intestines is all they pickin'
[Hook]
Take it easy, piecing structures, puncturing a mental wall
Callin' to the fall, I never scrawl unto my paper, thrall my thoughts when caught in highs and lows
Perpetually in cold
I hold myself in folds so people come to see me as untold, uh
Take it easy, piecing structures, puncturing a mental wall
Callin' to the fall, I never scrawl unto my paper, thrall my thoughts when caught in highs and lows
Perpetually in cold
I hold myself in folds so people come to see me as untold, uh