Slow Motion Pt 2

ssarjooo

I recorded this on a webcam ok. lyrics below

my revolution’s slow motion
dinosaurs get aged out I’m just coasting
attitude is from the future and I’m not boasting
you a see me in a coupe in a couple years

with my voice in your ears, loud and fucking clear
undeniable, album of the year, yeah we up in here
you should cop the vinyl
quiet motherfucker but i’m trying to get some shine too
illuminate the minds of a couple of these blind fools

cause that would be a gift to me
and I’m not even sure if arrogance is a good fit for me
but I’m a try it on cause there’s nothing wrong with self-esteem
being that it’ll help me realize these pipe dreams

pipe dreams, lighting up the pipe with a pisces
lay the pipe, later on tonight grab some icees
i wanna buy a cottage on a nice beach
and some jewels made of onyx but the price steep

so I got to get these people here to like me
and when I strike gold you will hear about it the next week
ottawa born and raised, witnessed the moral decay
of baby boomers going grey, and they ain’t going away

any time soon, i just tell them it’ll be ok
pressure on my generation gives us that authority
it’ll make sense on the day we’re the majority
good for you if you can see it happening already

seeping through the cracks/ you can see me in the city spewing facts
moving slow cause the city’s on my back, u ain’t know/
I’m getting mad when these rappers too relaxed
bout to spazz stack a milli roll the weed up and kick back

but I’m, never finished till I’m famous like big macs
and um, till my mom can quit her job and go back home
patch the shit up with her family, so they get along
uh, where it go wrong? probably something with the money huh

does it really matter? i aint giving it to none of ya
sorry if I shattered what you thought was gonna happen
i get jittery when caffeinated
and maybe paranoid and anxious when you’re reaching up for what I’m making

losing patience, with your goofy faces
bitches must roofinated, you need euthanasia, fucking fakers
you think you can make it??
you’ll be naked on the streets begging for some change
with a pocket full of regrets cause you just couldn’t hang bitch

make a fucking sandwich, better be no beef though
i annihilate enemigos with keystrokes
speak no evil better be none
squash that shit before its begun, are we done?

shoot you in the face with a bb gun
poison your community with drugs, ronald regun
your whole style is fecund and stale
i hope you trip and fall direct on the third rail
to boost your absurd sales, you heard well