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lirik lagu burnt takeout – the rafters music group

bringing back the old flow, back like a yo yo
grab the mic like its fro yo, and spit it like a blow hole
but i’m not shamoo and you’ll be remiss if you think that
no hit or miss with your knee cap, got you down i need a rerack
give me a sour patch, i’m a sour batch of apples
i’m on toadstools, a toad still, yall tadpoles
snapple i’m the factual, in the realm of the actual
my plans all tactical, can’t sense me with your tactual
can’t catch my noumenal, i’m school in you on who is cool
crucial to my essence yall peasants i’m a super tool
power not enough, i’m in the rough i need a driver
and my girl need the wood, so don’t call me a survivor
i got lucky from a lucky spot, sorry for the sorry plot
shabbat shalom rest now, you’re a sorry lot
atari not my system, i’m a piston gimme oil
valvoline supreme imma stay stickin out the soil
growth where unexpected i’m the flower in the freeway
my bae where the tea stay at ck no relay
no need to p-ss off imma bout o blast off
runnin like i’m h-ss hof, slow lane no cast off
but more a cast away, saving wilson for a darker day
the marker may be a way to find out what the martyr say
smarter heigh, g-m-o plant the seed watch it grow
cha-cha-chia flow

i’m like julia child, no cooking mild recipes
indulging wild ecstasies, with no one sitting next to me
tripping vision, split decision, to make this my whole ego
see no like the evil, cause i stole a look from below
i’l draw a line on paper just to show you it’s irrelevant
i’m just sediment, dust in the wind says the reverend
never end, that’s my impediment spittin so irreverent
jettison the rest it’s common sense like jefferson
or thomas pain it’s all the same, i’m parking in the fire lane
sweeter than the sugar you could get from the entire cane
i’m on a plane, no private jet, my best guess is i’ll never get
done yet, with the sunset, she undress like no vinaigrette
but i’m settled never medaled in other peoples recipes
more tobacco than the chesapeake, still like a necessity
but i seek longevity, i pursue it with my brevity
maybe find the melody, faithful like penelope
but not a cruz more an odyssey, trapped in my philosophy
feel the weight on top of me, like i’m supposed to fill a prophecy
but with no capabilities, i’m feelin all these sympathies
to all them with the tendencies toward thriving on dependency
so that’s my dose of empathy, now let me back to pimpin these
tracks, hand me my pax, and kick it while i relax

- the rafters music group

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