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lirik lagu idle by – the thought

[intro: all]
every song we make is a banger
that’s the daylee thoughts guarantee
every song we make is a banger
that’s the daylee thoughts guarantee

[verse: the thought]
martian on your throat
waka flocka still the goat
beg your pardon, b*tch, don’t quote
i’d be honored if you vote for me
i’ll be marching down the road
burning vodka on your float
i been pondering the way
my self*doubt slows my rhythm
why we bothering to pay these amounts
just for living?
not a father yet, too worried that i
can’t provide provisions
who’s this father time i haven’t met
bee*lining toward collision?
and i’m in position
haven’t had a miss since spanish inquisitions
didn’t mean to blow your mind
with badass descriptions
i’m only sad ’til you listen
then i’m a spaz for the critics
i don’t feel bad when i glisten, i’m nitroglycerin!
and that’s word to mrs. richardson
given i’m a nerd she let me
lecture in the interim
texture of the benjamins
ain’t marbles to me
so i marvel in the messages
and let marcus lee bless ’em
[chorus: marcus lee]
switching lanes and switching schools of thought
and i won’t change it, i’ll take you to war
yeah, i no longer idle by
i’m biding my time
for more
(i want it more, i want it more)
i want it more, yeah
(i need it more, i need it more)

[verse: zen stokely]
at the heart of all activity i’m moving like a pacemaker
discarded the toxic masculinity and gained favor
so you could either be a critic or a game changer
i’m the chronicles of ridd*ck to the nay*sayers
caped crusader, rondo paper
chilling in the cosmos, cosmo kramer
king hill lawn*mow, drop*low taper
archer with the long*bow, stronghold major
style grease like blue magic, percy jackson with the static
feasting like a newborn, chiefing when i’m chewing magnets
boost mobile chirping, remember when we had a phone?
birds on a wire, like we watching indiana jones?
out in indiana in pajamas from a catacomb
antennas speaking while you peek into a rabbit hole
i’ve been grounded like some coffee, that’s a frappe to go
splash the soul, acceptance is to have control
[chorus: marcus lee]
switching lanes and switching schools of thought
and i won’t change it, i’ll take you to war
yeah, i no longer idle by
i’m biding my time
for more
(i want it more, i want it more)
i want it more, yeah
(i need it more, i need it more)

[verse: smith the poet]
more than pretty, i’m convinced
ain’t no pity if you’re p*ssed
f*cking pillage for your bliss
still p*ss? you pr*cks…
like the gimmicks? just the gist
cryptic keys the favor fixed
f*cking sic ’em, paint a fl!ck
i’d watch your 6
as we plummet for a bit
learn to love it, life a b*tch
burning bridges with a glimpse
so crisp her spliff
got me holy for a hit
i meant only for a bit… sh*t
coexist with the clique
reminisce off script
split the diff, in the pit
smoking cosmic ploys
like a frostbit fluke
this nostalgic void
just the quantum soup
yeah, the constant clear
i believe in you
put that sh*t in gear
we ain’t here to lose
more than miniscule, brittle blues
you!
[chorus: marcus lee]
switching lanes and switching schools of thought
and i won’t change it, i’ll take you to war
(take you to war, take you to war, take you to war…)
i no longer idle by
i’m biding my time
for more
more! more!
i need it more
more, more, yeah

- the thought

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