Invitation

<p>Put the years in<br/>Blood sweat tears in that talent pool flow is from the fountain of youth<br/>So you cute girl I ain&#x27;t finna holler at you<br/>Cause I&#x27;m a weirdo I&#x27;d rather be alone in the booth<br/>Home in the stu, calculated poetry roots<br/>Fuel the drive i’m in the zone and every song is a tune<br/>Homie its cool you stressin then Joke is on you<br/>The circle of life and still we so outta the loop..nigga<span><br/>Let that shit rock..<br/>Write until my wrist pop<br/>Basic say you ballin you ain’t never hit a trick-shot<span><br/>Heightened sense of focus for that big drop<br/>Spitting leave ya lips locked nasty<br/>This my savvy I don&#x27;t trip brah<br/>Classy I’m finessing with a grin prolly chillin from the rip I know I&#x27;ll win it in the end<br/>This a slow start, just a music artist going Mozart<span><br/>Rap game radical, homie get a Flow chart<span><br/>Told em I want no parts...<br/>I don seen this before<br/>You sound like everybody else and see my team getting bored<br/>My momma struggled tryna get me to believe in the lord<br/>I&#x27;m seeing more than you imagine when I&#x27;m sleeping of course whatchu deem demon is different you need Jesus but i&#x27;m searching for that separate peace if you can&#x27;t read it<br/>I’ll be good as long as Momma pray<br/>Eat clean Namaste<span><br/>Greet the booth i guess i got a lot to say<br/>(Interlude)<br/>The invitation<br/>Welcome to the page where I&#x27;m tripping over statements skipping chapters by the day..<br/>I&#x27;m tryna slow it down.. aye..<br/>Where you going now..(shit)<span><br/>(2nd verse)<br/><br/>The nation ain&#x27;t a part of it I&#x27;ll make it as an artisan art is part of the artist and so I&#x27;m leaving my heart in it still I&#x27;m far from a mark in it<br/>Bars far and unchartered<br/>The heat I&#x27;m speaking could char but these niggas fire retardant &quot;I know&quot;<br/>I got a different motto<br/>Stone cold these niggas never go as hard as I go<br/>That’s overflowing how the lines atop ya head I bet I top yo limit dat swallowed dinner was my pride and Popeye&#x27;s spinach<span> I&#x27;m back and Everything a classic<br/>All you gotta ask is did I rap it then you throw it on a plaque and double tac it. young suave nothing average<br/>When I hold the mic<br/>Poppin off it&#x27;s soda hype and hoping fake and I could never coincide<br/>They say that fates divine, don&#x27;t mess with the future<br/>But imma shape my place in mine I&#x27;m not ok with losing we could<br/>Do a little better, try a little harder<br/>Magnify the small things we live a little larger<span><br/>Yeah Life&#x27;s short reach farther<br/>Sun em like I never wanted daughters<br/>Man is a fool<br/>They wrote a book on that and published it too<br/>Even Adam’s apple gets choked up<br/>With ill consuming, aye<br/>Metaphors got em thinking nevermore, don&#x27;t hate. I learned to hold my spear without shaking<span><br/>Giving what it takes until that shit reciprocated so in layman’s I create im gon&#x27; make it<br/>Its called talent. whatchu know about it?<br/>For a second they could see I had my vision clouded<br/>You said you&#x27;d do that shit tomorrow did you do it?<br/>You Got a chance homie. don&#x27;t lose it<br/>You know i really live it cause i’m in the zone<br/>In this instrumental like the crib gotta feel at home...<br/>Fuckin up this beat I can&#x27;t wait to hear this bitch moan..<br/>Slick so crisco<br/>Bust rhymes flip modes<span><br/>Just Dont Panic at the disco<br/>When it’s time to bust a move, I ain&#x27;t finna trip leave the<br/>Planet on eclipse gon&#x27; shine till the paradigm shift<span><br/>That&#x27;s word to the past with my back turned<br/>Bet I cook when the wrap served<br/>Looking back I was fast on them tracks just to rap first<br/>Now I spit it like my last verse<span>