23 DA SOUND by SHAHLON Lyrics
23 DA SOUND
( Hook )
Its the booster or the rooster that make you
Woke It’s Profound
Acoustics like the juices ugh huh
I goes down
Y’all excuses they be looming but
Me none is found
What I do is what I do 23 with da sound
(Verse 1 )
A sheep to capitalism
I scoot to my pay
The moon has the scoop
Like a chain of ice cream shops
The stars and the strips
Lucrative pain I’m the hope of tomorrow
The fire loop of today
Dikenlburg or baby Groot with the wave
What a life See how I describe the ills
Via the high tide And off peel
I’m like bye bye cuz nicе
How I Dracula dance
And I thrive in the night
Rеady to see blood like
I arrived at the fight and my nikes
My the cypher it’s my SAT score
Mailed and I’m going to Yale
To yell at my teacher cuz he fails
At African American lit
And classmates don’t care
Cuz when the party they there is lit
As conversation Marcus Garvey
And Shabazz is exempt
But fuck it the class it ends
And up my bag it is zipped
I’m upping my bag
Cuz all these kids can’t vent
And weed and molly holly helps
Them ascend
I’m raw with the pen Kind of
But moneys is necessary
And that shit secondary
Like my minor
And one of my parents is ill
And my assignments I’m behind
On them These jawnts is bad
And I’m behind Them With no condom
No morning after the apocalypse
Has arrived Damn it
She’s pregnant my anxiety I’m fanning
I provide more like Shannon
I drop out but keep selling on campus
Take a janitor duty as a front
But really I’m the man and
To theses kids I am a God until
They get a bad batch and I’m ran off
Like Kevin ball And my black wife is y’all
The listeners Close to my heart ya'll help me manage
Circumstances had rained down
At Noah’s arch They send a cannon
I know it’s harsh but bear with me
I ain’t got no lions tiger or bears with me
Nobody to share this despair
I got lost no wheels
Or fair with me
And life ain’t playing fair with
But fuck it tongue kiss her
She playin truth or dare with me
I’m mentally unstable no mares with me
But that snare with me
So ritually on necks I step
It’s manslaughter I blackout
It’s Grand Theft Auto
This map is mad wild
I landed rather gingerly on some
Cash and crack vials
But no regrets I’m bout
Ah Shit Tourette’s spaz out
Feeling like Cadet that passed
Out and woke up to see the fleet dead
And maggots and worms feeding
On they head
It’s like a match The Cutter ends it though
He had dreams Of leaving like Bubba
On a shrimp boat
But got smoked For his memory and all info
( Hook )
Its the booster or the roster that make you
Woke
It’s Profound
Acoustics like the juices ugh huh
It goes down
Y’all excuses they be looming but
Me none is found
( Verse 2 )
Deprived from the score
No touches I’m losing minutes
My pay arrives but no raise
Just crucifixion that’s vivid
Can’t commute to the riches
I ain’t got no roof and I’m aloof to living
In pain I rie on the floors
Hallucinogens they bit it
Shit who they kidding
I kill like the whole hive is swarming
I Slay nigglets
And my mind not on mourning
I skate to the digits
Not a vibrant conformist
I end shit Y2K I’m with it
Like Saliva's performance live of Y2J’s
Entrance Feelings aside for and I’m importing
Stillness the is wise is made for minutes
With you collide like a foreign
In a Fast flick I won't die I’m made for this Shit
I could lie on how I’m important
Or be up and your movement
The ending I’m not involved with the former
Blud money I’m repping
A neat freaks in the halls Of horror
I kill everything in my path
Even ghost is the shah’s supporters
Now I’m leading zombies to the moon
The Martian’s bow I walk it out
The brides dad staring at the groom
I’m absorbing everything
These rappers better get they shit Out
Or work a lil harder on that bullshit
That they spit out Lemme find out
You talk about licks But you a lick now
I’m sick Sal The Shrink And The Monk
Criss Cross I sit then bloaw
I stole the summer
And when it’s cold
I stole the work Code I stole the rock
I stole the Earth
On dancer vixen Cupid or comment
Like an old verse
The hat I’m alive when I dawn
The flow berzerk
With the shits like wrangler
Washed that’s not me
Life is a bitch and it’s knot knee
I could Picachu shoulder time
Or evolve into something
That’s not me I Dracula dance on the graves
Of these bastards that’s left
Imma hunter and Chyna distracting the ref
These are the stakes The plate it time travels back to chef
It’s Benjamin Button back In gestation It’s old
Until the end I’ll doggy paddle and
Naked I lay with the o’s
And this the last time Imma
Tell ya don’t mess with the hope
( Hook )
Its the booster or the roster that make you
Woke
It’s Profound
Acoustics like the juices ugh huh
It goes down
Y’all excuses they be looming but
Me none is found
What I do is what I do 23 with da the sound
( Hook )
Its the booster or the rooster that make you
Woke It’s Profound
Acoustics like the juices ugh huh
I goes down
Y’all excuses they be looming but
Me none is found
What I do is what I do 23 with da sound
(Verse 1 )
A sheep to capitalism
I scoot to my pay
The moon has the scoop
Like a chain of ice cream shops
The stars and the strips
Lucrative pain I’m the hope of tomorrow
The fire loop of today
Dikenlburg or baby Groot with the wave
What a life See how I describe the ills
Via the high tide And off peel
I’m like bye bye cuz nicе
How I Dracula dance
And I thrive in the night
Rеady to see blood like
I arrived at the fight and my nikes
My the cypher it’s my SAT score
Mailed and I’m going to Yale
To yell at my teacher cuz he fails
At African American lit
And classmates don’t care
Cuz when the party they there is lit
As conversation Marcus Garvey
And Shabazz is exempt
But fuck it the class it ends
And up my bag it is zipped
I’m upping my bag
Cuz all these kids can’t vent
And weed and molly holly helps
Them ascend
I’m raw with the pen Kind of
But moneys is necessary
And that shit secondary
Like my minor
And one of my parents is ill
And my assignments I’m behind
On them These jawnts is bad
And I’m behind Them With no condom
No morning after the apocalypse
Has arrived Damn it
She’s pregnant my anxiety I’m fanning
I provide more like Shannon
I drop out but keep selling on campus
Take a janitor duty as a front
But really I’m the man and
To theses kids I am a God until
They get a bad batch and I’m ran off
Like Kevin ball And my black wife is y’all
The listeners Close to my heart ya'll help me manage
Circumstances had rained down
At Noah’s arch They send a cannon
I know it’s harsh but bear with me
I ain’t got no lions tiger or bears with me
Nobody to share this despair
I got lost no wheels
Or fair with me
And life ain’t playing fair with
But fuck it tongue kiss her
She playin truth or dare with me
I’m mentally unstable no mares with me
But that snare with me
So ritually on necks I step
It’s manslaughter I blackout
It’s Grand Theft Auto
This map is mad wild
I landed rather gingerly on some
Cash and crack vials
But no regrets I’m bout
Ah Shit Tourette’s spaz out
Feeling like Cadet that passed
Out and woke up to see the fleet dead
And maggots and worms feeding
On they head
It’s like a match The Cutter ends it though
He had dreams Of leaving like Bubba
On a shrimp boat
But got smoked For his memory and all info
( Hook )
Its the booster or the roster that make you
Woke
It’s Profound
Acoustics like the juices ugh huh
It goes down
Y’all excuses they be looming but
Me none is found
( Verse 2 )
Deprived from the score
No touches I’m losing minutes
My pay arrives but no raise
Just crucifixion that’s vivid
Can’t commute to the riches
I ain’t got no roof and I’m aloof to living
In pain I rie on the floors
Hallucinogens they bit it
Shit who they kidding
I kill like the whole hive is swarming
I Slay nigglets
And my mind not on mourning
I skate to the digits
Not a vibrant conformist
I end shit Y2K I’m with it
Like Saliva's performance live of Y2J’s
Entrance Feelings aside for and I’m importing
Stillness the is wise is made for minutes
With you collide like a foreign
In a Fast flick I won't die I’m made for this Shit
I could lie on how I’m important
Or be up and your movement
The ending I’m not involved with the former
Blud money I’m repping
A neat freaks in the halls Of horror
I kill everything in my path
Even ghost is the shah’s supporters
Now I’m leading zombies to the moon
The Martian’s bow I walk it out
The brides dad staring at the groom
I’m absorbing everything
These rappers better get they shit Out
Or work a lil harder on that bullshit
That they spit out Lemme find out
You talk about licks But you a lick now
I’m sick Sal The Shrink And The Monk
Criss Cross I sit then bloaw
I stole the summer
And when it’s cold
I stole the work Code I stole the rock
I stole the Earth
On dancer vixen Cupid or comment
Like an old verse
The hat I’m alive when I dawn
The flow berzerk
With the shits like wrangler
Washed that’s not me
Life is a bitch and it’s knot knee
I could Picachu shoulder time
Or evolve into something
That’s not me I Dracula dance on the graves
Of these bastards that’s left
Imma hunter and Chyna distracting the ref
These are the stakes The plate it time travels back to chef
It’s Benjamin Button back In gestation It’s old
Until the end I’ll doggy paddle and
Naked I lay with the o’s
And this the last time Imma
Tell ya don’t mess with the hope
( Hook )
Its the booster or the roster that make you
Woke
It’s Profound
Acoustics like the juices ugh huh
It goes down
Y’all excuses they be looming but
Me none is found
What I do is what I do 23 with da the sound