lirik lagu astound cake (pound cake freestyle) – devine carama
devine carama the dalai lama i am a product of writing real for the nyquil i rhyme insomnia,/ i write ill despite chills i rhyme in ghana like i rhyme in sonas, barack obama of the mic sk!ll/ what i write fills these white pills that a stripe seals, i write heals like a knight kneel and pay me homage/ on the mic recording what i write likings a strike of lightening i’m a hybrid i’m mike jordan, mike tyson & mike dyson/ oh your boy rhyme, well my bars will take his life i spit walt white to your boy my bars racine/ back in ’04 the city couldn’t with it, then ye outsold 50, and the game started shifting/ plus kids out east was toting the four fifth and, now there was a need for a rapper who uplifted/ foes tried to copy but the flow was so godly, i could give them rhyme books & they still couldn’t spit it/ goooooooood…
see it’s the way that i’m leaning on the words, or my past with them ratchets, trouble scheming on a bird/ northface over the hoodie cold season on the curb, but i could feel the difference when gangstas looked me in the eyes / peddling the dro while the sourcers cooked pies, i would rhyme while they cook provide seasoning and herb/
multiple submissions i be p-ssing off dopeshake, my bad i’m just hungry trying bake cake/ not as in bread or money but the cooch box, i give life my straw until she leaking out her juice box/ too many raps about the sizes in they shoe box, or how they shoot glocks, i move knots around these fake greats/
its like every rapper smokes until he’s high, make it rain until it floods, or copping dope and cooking pies / all these young dudes got wings but never fly, peac-cks, street not, the heat c-ck, too many die/ see devine is an eagle, so when rhyming to the people i gotta sn-tch their cerebral from the street to the sky/
the worm out the apple hook the fish from out the harbor, then i fathered two daughters and now the gods dodging karma/ but what do expect when a king sits upon his porcelain to p–p, and his manhood is nearly dipping in the water/ i paint vivid pics so even the blind envision the slaughter, i will die for what i author, take me out devine’s a martyr/ did a complete 180 from a brothel to a nunnery, obviously not literally, the opposite, tongue and cheek/ but if one of my angels gets pregnant, my genes better shine through bright, i want to see my daughters son in me/ compile zip files, of gandhi knowledge in a summary, console my grand son when he dreams of coppers gunning me/ i’m a revolutionary to the reverends truth vary, the message to youth scary in the darkness bring the sun with me..
trying to stay in shape i’m on a low carb diet, i gotta match my queen’s shape, i’m the star of her iris/ when my soul is lethargic and tired, she makes me whole, now i flow with these bars from papyrus/
my archdiocese march and riot and spark fires, & target my highest market with fliers until i chart higher/ and song stays in rotation like car tires, and keep they ear to the streets like narc wires/ while i’m chilling in the dark by a barn fire, reading the bible, trying to absorb chapter mark in quiet/ but sheisty said quit rapping like martin luther, recapture my past as lucifer, & start acting stupid/ i don’t have to go back to them packs & blasting ruggers, just target these wack rappers and attack them with bars ruthless/ ok.. see i use to plague adolf hitler’s dreams and thoughts the king they called n-gga, i’m the cape that offed the riddler/ i’m the black zolf digler that paint bars like pictures, i trained hard with these lyrics, just blame god i’m gifted / with each stroke a vessel i’m artistic, i’m so special i’m autistic in the vestibule with the arch bishops/ i live with the kings but march with n-ggas, lyrically bruce lee with the art, sparing with ninjas/ i’m authentic, the god splendid, i tell my queen not to lose her arch see i’m use to wombs of broads timid/ in the back of cars rented k!lling it with car scented almond minted, wheels armor finished call the guinness / this gotta be an earth record the way murk reckless with earth s-x’em, i should have required her birth record/ what y’all thought this would be another verse with a message, nah this verse is curse dispersed as the perfect method/ to k!ll, devine ill, i astound cake and this verse is so decadent/ man it’s not enough lyrics and too much fasade, though it’s one holy spirit, too many claiming that they god/ all these rappers talk about is their chain and their cars, rarely do i see mcs get into their zone/ kanye and hov is telling me to watch the throne so what i did was go home and closed my eyes and pictured nas / i never get the respect i deserve, from the rappers in my city, but they know that my spots reserved/ see y’all can talk about his hats, shoes and all the fashion but ain’t none of y’all ucking with carama on the words/ see that’s why i don’t even hang around you lame fakes, cash wow you i’m the opposite i astound cake…
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