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Lyrify.me

SuperBowl by TheGr8Thinkaz Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

Klevah:
Do I gotta testify
Livin in da world where legends die
Where depression thrive
And the numbers lie
& we question god
Issa weapon love
Better recognize
Ain’t no rest for a Thinka now


TRUTH:
Forceps, 4 5ths, force-feeding that pain
Forfeit, folklore, 4nem of my brain
Code-switch, po’ rich, mo’ hate in my veins
Take risks, get killed, all we do is complain


Torch We got heavy than most
Position my pupils on growth
Soul-searched, took da fear from throats
Now how we gon change da approach
Da future ain’t EverClear
But sight like a crystal ball
Mirror my energy, God
Need an infinity star
Breakin a law or tear it apart

Da mental our only weapon, keep it loaded
W/ a passion ready to blast at any moment
Da mask keep enemies stashed or bring em closer
The fax, answers given to the chosen
No lax, can’t hold time for emotion
We pass, givin Light to da hopeless
You mad, energy is Neva broken
We black & da mission hella focused

Jeff K%NZ:
-I just loaded a big ol bowl then I packed it, looking at a real cruel world how I impact it
-tell me how I’m gr8 at the shit and I ain’t practice, you gone have to look for foreva and search da atlas
-to find some niggas this tuned in through all da static gotta keep a Gods eye view when I’m dramatic
-might be at a loss for a leader and we don’t have it , we in deep cuz da shit gettin thicke like a Paula Patton
-and if u gotta gr8 idea just get a Paton gotta team full of alchemist they tryna call it magic
-but when women lie men lie numbers don’t hero’s get remembered but legends never die nigga we all coincide


Klevah: Errything come 360
All da knowledge dat keep Wit me
Gotta keep it honest
I ain’t running from it
It’s a lot of money
And a lot thievery -
Bitch I been a diety
I know what u see in me
Spirit body like I’m son of god
Gotta Kill em all so I do it Peacefully

SKY:
You can mislead the folks, I do the opposite
I know that they infiltrate, we move in opposite
8s Up I do alchemy, wit glass beaker chemistry
Melanated infinitely, My channels Solar paneled, Godly ammo
They be flagin’ but play camo
That’s Inspo to my info
Shit get OC as a nympho, given signals bout the nut
If you in limbo times up
I let my flesh play the slut to the Spirit eat it up
That’s a fair war for the warfare
While I declare it in cyphers
To the lifers, day n nighters
I rekindle the flame, but not for digital gain
Is ya mental in strain or do you use it to stain how we remain the main

Klevah:
Do I gotta testify
Livin in da world where legends die
Where depression thrive
And the numbers lie
& we question god
Issa weapon love
Better recognize
Ain’t no rest for a Thinka now