Walking Anonymous by Thaione Davis Lyrics
Thaione Davis - “Walking Anonymous”
[Emcee(s): Thaione Davis]
[Producer(s): The Geaux]
[Verse 1: Thaione Davis]
Category undefined. Really, what’s on the mind?
Took ‘em through the tunnel where the turnpike never lies
Leaning in my cockpit, bullshit to the side
Motion on continuous. Surprise: we’re the option
Providing that constant flavor for your bop stick
Most of y’all plastic and easy to shape
I’ll take a page from this life I lead, plant a little bit
Of seed over urban extremes, walking anonymous
The game ain’t the same as it was. Ain’t it obvious?
I’m feeling high-low profile. That boy’s style
Automatic, it’s a treasure for real. Holding a steel, uni-
-versal appeal, premonitions of a panther
California kissed my lungs. I ain’t talking over
Drums. I’m reciting over scars, I’m excited over
Mars and potential that beyond any stars
Niggas stuck where they standing. Shit, I’m crash-landing
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause you never know who walking anonymous
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause niggas out there walking anonymous
[Verse 2: Thaione Davis]
I’ll move with the pulse and the pace of the parliament
And polish my shit when I’m under the Sun
I never ran from the demons when they come, tag along
I’m involved, or should I say in touch with the customs
Later for conundrums and advanced literature
My signature, it fades for the props. Just a maze
In a box, not contained by hands on the clock, and that’s
The plot. Yeah, stoned is the way of the walk
I’m from the same home of the hawk. I cough when my chalice filled
Bust a fucking rhyme that’ll scatter niggas’ battle drill
Daily, I be yelling, “Fuck you. Pay me”
Quality is rest-assured. Last of the pure
We can settle scores on the balconies of Babylon
Or just settle beef up in the West like Farrakhan
Welcome to the conflict. Forecast promising
Drag ‘em over dusty trails like King Solomon
Rooftop snipers, another exchange
Of what the people call fire set ‘em ablaze
I’ll see the silhouettes every time the stakes get raised
With no face—just a frame walking with no name
Come on
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause you never know who walking anonymous
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause niggas out there walking anonymous
[Emcee(s): Thaione Davis]
[Producer(s): The Geaux]
[Verse 1: Thaione Davis]
Category undefined. Really, what’s on the mind?
Took ‘em through the tunnel where the turnpike never lies
Leaning in my cockpit, bullshit to the side
Motion on continuous. Surprise: we’re the option
Providing that constant flavor for your bop stick
Most of y’all plastic and easy to shape
I’ll take a page from this life I lead, plant a little bit
Of seed over urban extremes, walking anonymous
The game ain’t the same as it was. Ain’t it obvious?
I’m feeling high-low profile. That boy’s style
Automatic, it’s a treasure for real. Holding a steel, uni-
-versal appeal, premonitions of a panther
California kissed my lungs. I ain’t talking over
Drums. I’m reciting over scars, I’m excited over
Mars and potential that beyond any stars
Niggas stuck where they standing. Shit, I’m crash-landing
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause you never know who walking anonymous
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause niggas out there walking anonymous
[Verse 2: Thaione Davis]
I’ll move with the pulse and the pace of the parliament
And polish my shit when I’m under the Sun
I never ran from the demons when they come, tag along
I’m involved, or should I say in touch with the customs
Later for conundrums and advanced literature
My signature, it fades for the props. Just a maze
In a box, not contained by hands on the clock, and that’s
The plot. Yeah, stoned is the way of the walk
I’m from the same home of the hawk. I cough when my chalice filled
Bust a fucking rhyme that’ll scatter niggas’ battle drill
Daily, I be yelling, “Fuck you. Pay me”
Quality is rest-assured. Last of the pure
We can settle scores on the balconies of Babylon
Or just settle beef up in the West like Farrakhan
Welcome to the conflict. Forecast promising
Drag ‘em over dusty trails like King Solomon
Rooftop snipers, another exchange
Of what the people call fire set ‘em ablaze
I’ll see the silhouettes every time the stakes get raised
With no face—just a frame walking with no name
Come on
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause you never know who walking anonymous
Proper preparation and the planning (Planning)
My relation is of understanding (Standing)
Every single time you make a move in the dark
Look sharp ‘cause niggas out there walking anonymous