Beats, Rhymes & Life Lyrics & Tabs by Clear Soul Forces
Beats, Rhymes & Life
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[-Noveliss]x2
Rock rock y'all it ain't nothing like this
Beats rhymes and life we we own the night like (like what)
Bitch get some soul in your life uh, get some soul in your life uh
Get the fire started, I be selection processes equivalent to? house
We intend to burn her to ground
We meditate in arson stealth mode, type in the health code
And proof on, with no jewels on, droppin' a new bomb
You clip coupons, we save more than Sam's club
Crew of, Sam goodies black hoodies, type of style as you want
This ruff and rouged rap, Rastafari hit you with a thunder clap
Ilaj, switch the joint nigga boom bap
My favourite counteract is counter rap for those who know cardiac
The youngest thundercat with rap inception of an Armagnac
It's time for that
My favourite counteract is counter rap for those who know cardiac
The youngest thundercat with rap inception of an Armagnac
It's time for that
Puff the local demolition with the tesseract
And test your cataract
While your kitten lickin' my cul de sac
We be duckin' off to the side bubble like cutting peroxides
Slappin' radical raps half-hazardly male monotony
Coz honestly the industry policy's blockin' honesty
Complete creative robbery sloppily over choppy beats
This sound like Hip Hop to me, ATLiens
I crash land the planet came to save Homosapiens
These nights I'm always in a daze, don't know what day it is
Sater-tues-mon-wen-thurs-sunday again
Whattup my nigga, racial epithet
It's hell on earth, the blackest hot make Satan break a sweat
I'm half baked third good on my side
I'm said to brawl, cook the game from the inside
Infiltrate flows, infinite Trojan horse of sentences
The virus please show me where the system is
Y'all get it right
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Uh, it's me again put a rapper in they cripple across face
And the sound of them tappin' out is the BPM
Verbal voodoo my musical, the boom bap rituals
Tony Stark tellin' Jobs to blast missiles from my cuticles
Blowin' and usual, rappers wanna pass it past juveniles
Shoot a unit beam through you, you too parkin lots and a Subaru
Hyper? rockin' most and puff to get the power boost
I'm steppin' all over your optical's, feelin vision it's comical
The doctor who, sticked it in stitches, a astronomical
Judging my fossil fuels, spark it now escape is impossible
Every verse is encoded incursive vivid in techni-colourin
All your verses doodled in a doodle brown Crayola
Embodied the?, spit vibrance with medulla's in the cut
And raw as fuck ever since they snipped the umbilical
Fire pencil, utensils produce a product that's hotter than
A habanero vinegar pepper that Peter pickle
I deal with real issues, relish it and revoke
Classic blast it no cheese no bread and no deal
Shit's real but still flowin' like I'm distilled
Purify the holy water, God body thought I told ya
Told ya, now we soke her with raps and crazy Profilax
In fact when we spit it you need a Nintendo expensive pack coz you be playin' that
Female Labrador but I'm half as raw
Like my vocal chords and?
Twice as soft, memory foaming,? cells be calling off
I rock your jaw and I catapult your brains to make you hold your thought
Too old to be a prodigy, too young to be considered the greatest ever
I'm probably showin' the world my novelties, them note books
Filled to the ceiling with fulfilling the prophesies
Ducking and dodging poverty soon to become anomaly, uh
This shit is like writing a letter backwards, startin' at the bottom
Sincerely yours Noveliss
Work my way to the body, embodying each column
Stayin' inside the margin still marchin' chasin' that Margery
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