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lirik lagu checks and balances – jack anthony

[verse 1:]

in the zone for a little bit off the dome
working, striving harder to increase the time i’m on
tryna stay in the realm of a dope rapper
keep on the flow, think of new sh*t, making it better
listen to nas (nasty nas), flowing this way is so sought after
i hope that you are picking up the magic that i gather
sittin’ in the park with memory lane on my agenda
remembering the days of making mixtapes bout obsession
check the methods, we going hard like they told us
writing in secrecy y’all don’t need to see my motivеs
presidential rolex, walking ‘round feeling likе potus
this an ode to those who done stuck ‘round when i was lowest

[verse 2:]

i know that in my life i’m inclining to fold fast
with sin in my vicinity, strugglin’ to hold back
i know that sh*t don’t come across well in a dope rap
cause like andre done said all y’all want is to go and dance
but hear me clearly, sh*t that’s appearing lately be breaking me
personal convictions just walls that be punctured easily
second verses on these demos i do are straying from heat
cause i’m just tryna preach to y’all sh*t i be talking personally
louder than your deacon, i’m keying like glock, i’m sucker free
hooping with the mans, off the dome turn into tracks
cuban link staring at me, that’s the greed on my back
no limits to what we spending, luxury and rafs
coming up, we hungry, and we needing all the racks
yeah i’m bleeding on these raps, my thoughts flowing on paper
will it reach the surface or will i lose inspiration
take a couple months and revisit and then i hate it
keep on going like this cycle at least i just be creative
thinking bout the cycle of mirages that i’m facing
trying not to stumble and fall into more relations
really double x’s be putting that on my face when
they throw me for a loop have me dead with no explanation
wishing i could turn the sh*t i rap into some r&b
honestly, y’all don’t want it, but really i just be starving
singing like the bird in the cage, can’t see my margins
don’t know how to escape the matrix that i been barred in
not gon come and act like i got nothing and i’m heartless
artful, sh*t i be making is harmless, but people start sh*t
therefore i gotta be watching my rep and guard it
getting way too close to the greats, parallel parking
honestly starving, i’ll kick some fly sh*t off recording
[interlude:]

upload this to the website

[verse 3:]

this the part where i just gotta stop fronting and chill a bit
still sticking to will, my future be h*lla celibate
envisioning myself what i’m boutta do off some millions
diagram is a venn, got dreams and nightmares like meek milli said
greed relapsing i imagine lambos and just peeling them
out, i need a cop out, for all of this sh*t full of sin
who controlling me i’ll say again, who’s my ventriloquist
that’s the motif i gon speak for y’all until they tell–
me, don’t want beef, violence exist but that sh*t i don’t
believe, i might cease, from rapping, take another v*a*c*a*t
i*o*n, these f*ckers think i owe them
but i really i just be writing pretty when i got the pen
i be riding dirty like i’m learning from chamillionare
used to bump that and pretend, like i had some kinda connect
not the one to come up and to flex, just want checks
keep myself balanced like a stable governmental branch

- jack anthony

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