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no.foundation - blue rivers lyrics

lost in the middle who i am and who you want me to be
do you see?
i will not let you own me or my thoughts
they are precious
the rhymes they produce are infectious
i jus kick it in the burbs
smokin and rhyming words
i can never die my spirit flies thru the airwaves
i will do this sh*t myself, f*ck your radio play
my love for hip hop lasts forever and a day
disobey learn the rules and throw em away
think for yourself don’t let your mind decay
they will always find a way to destroy what you make for yourself
lock the box and put you on the top shelf

f*ck the industry im my own contact
artistic autodidact
fully independent i expect to fall flat
i need rhymes like a fiend needs the crack pipe
im drippin like a stalagmite
i might
drop everything and do what feels right
meet me in the forest on a midsummer night
and dream

cash rules everything around us
adjust or get left in the dust

verse 2 [qken]

spit malicious sh*t slips the curve of my tongue

i sit soliloquy’s in synonyms the illegit sprung

rip converse to fitted hems hearth the glass edison

i perch the herb be gasse, the solace dries in the sun

i got the medicine for metaphors of healing in the bedouin

a telemann for specimen; the mexican esque feminine’s

oriental chevrotain thats eating all the venison

benefits from reverens and feeding all the veterans

like tuck the loot, buck back, what it do

iron tip , rubber boots, tighter whip, flyer fit

choir b*tch, duck her dude, prime the ink, sign her b00bs

fryer foods while nudes buff er find some time to bool

k rule allegate, smash appeal the accolades

allocate the grass and papes , qken the master race

spartan cruel, flood the track, loose cat with past attached

pool stacks for noose slack more fentanyl and school snacks

now that’s a cap that mask my worries unexpressed

biggest fiend for nicotine like kirby the chest

boast to show you’re up b i put this sh*t to rest

i’m puffin , boxed and hungry jig is up with no contest

it’s a cash ruled nation , a batch baked on pavement , placed in a state with 1 percentage decorations

we’re a crashing generation

the base of a broken foundation

- blue rivers lyrics

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