Dead Right
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[Introduction]
Damn, my man blessed me with this track, dog
I'm trying to find some--I'm trying to find something to go with it
I know I got something in this
There's got to be something up in here that I can use for this
Man, this intro just keep going and going
Ah, there we go, haha, I found it
Yo what happened to the beat? Yo Diehard give me a beat
[Verse I]
First of all, I got to keep it live until the curtain call
Definitely got to show my ethic when there's work involved
The second that I shower skeptics with my dialogue
Is when the third rock
Will ignite like a fire log
It burns steadily from night to morn
And bring forth enough heat to keep you earthlings warm
Sip a fifth on the sixth day for stress relief
And catch you right before you drift into deep REM sleep
It's the dream merchant, selling everything from lucid nightmares
To fantastic flashbacks
To classic recollections of wearing a gas mask
To fourth period lunch, right after math and time for arts and crafts
That good time shit will make a pessimist laugh
Drop weaponry to make you call the rest of your staff
And at the briefing I'll tell 'em it's a blessing to have the ability to stay sharp and rip you in half
Now, with thoughts of mass exodus directing us
To a place where our own thoughts start collecting us
They got us on the clock checking us in
Accounting for what we make in benefits and dividends
And I stay looking within, so what I write is introspective
It's like I'm Robocop and killing shit is my directive
I'm naturally selected to hit y'all with all that next shit
And when you don't get it call it to collect it
[Refrain]
Stop walking in the dark and put on your headlights
It's like "yo, gonna rip tonight?" You dead right
And all you emcees out there with stage fright is Wystyk gonna rip this mic? You dead right
It's like that: every single day of the week
We catch you right before you drift into deep REM sleep
And stay deep because we sick of listening to your plight
It's like "yo, gonna shed some light?" You dead right, ha
[Verse II]
Moving on to the next phase
You'll hear talk of the beginning of the end of your days
You either in it for the art of you in it because it pays
But most of these cats ain't really what they portray
So I can't sweat tomorrow because I'm hungry today
I take a chunk of special [] alligator soufflé
And when my mind spray, it's all grey matter splattering
That's why I step up to the sound of teeth chattering
People fear the things they can't understand
And overlook independent for overused name brand
My fam is so tight we drink out of the same can
Sun showers got you running back home to grab your Ray Bans
I stay tan, still get around like fan blades
And you listening to music [mud] vicious hands made
I'm out to get a raise out to keep the mind paid
Out to blaze and conduct the plays [walker] parade
[Refrain]
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