Round here
Two-way streets
Round here
Two-way beats
Round here
More bags eat
Round here, round here
More woes creep round here
I grind hard to make it clear
I am magic poof beware
I make rappers disappear
Their spit is thick
Emergency rhymes
They sending flares
When I rap I change the air
Your pen need repair
I made myself with god
Ergo these are dreams I saw
Cinematic Gandalf
Put me in a grand hall
Like Gandalf
Gone to find the answer
In a grind like a dancer
Show up when you need me most
True staff and lancer
Predictions
Too candor!
Real og no wizardry
Watching over cliffs
For the sake of the journey
The purest of heart
And nobody can turn me
I'm a changing body
No way
You can learn me!
Round here
Two way streets
Round here
Two way beats
Round here
More bags eat
Round here, round here
More woes creep
Round here
Summoning commanders
Discerning
Relearning
Enough with the niceties
I tell that you're
Not liking me
Please reserve
Your spite for me
Reverse effects are liken-ly
He blesses those
Who bless his child
And serves curves on death trials
You made your bed
So goodnight man
I hope the games
And pain compare
In measure
For you 'cause despair
They eavesdropping
They elfish
Saint Nickolas ain't shit
I mean Santa
Ain't made this
I'm that black arrow
That kills the dragon
You on the wagon
Now you nagging
I ain't braggin
Just an olden-day slay
Like a girl that is rag'n
Been In ill situations
But I'm high on faith
Higher than a mountain cliff
At the end of our days
Just call me Ashley Days
Solid for all my days
Like the lord that guides me
I am always engaged
Of the heart not of things
I'ma rain on the world
You some myzers
You some fivvers
You will end up
The not-havers
A body without life
That cadaver
It's a ransom of the future
In exchange
For our freedom
Like we don't know
The meaning
Of refrain and what it is
That we're trying to obtain yeah!
Round here
Two-way streets
Round here
Two-way beats
Round here
More bags eat
Round here
Round here
More woes creep round here
Y'all ghostwriters choose
You sneak and snooze
You playing gay peekaboo
Incoherent clowns
Looking like Pikachu
Fuck out of here
With yellow hair
You puppets are muppets
In time square
Your face fake to real shit
It can't compare
Can't face me
Your ass gets stares
But your souI is cleared
Beware of a queen
That rises past bitches
Yea I made that shit my business
Now we winning
And collecting
Like elections
Who the fuck is testing
God gave me two angels
And those are my blessings
They run 20k people
There's no time
To be stressing
Only to be getting
Everything I deserve
The salad
And the dressing
With the cheese
And some bless-up
Always shit to do
So I rest up
I'm a ghost ninja
So you better
Get your vest up yeah!