Eternal Clipse

Lyrics
[Chorus] Eternal clipse holdin' Wrists frozen, fall beneath monolithic exoticness The cognitive statue unraveled, you talk a lot of shit My microphone ravenous, hazard into your classic It's tragic, the God is flowin' on bass, but spittin' acid shit Entrapment, you splashin' for days inside my dungeon Try to function in a summer, that blaze amongst corruption No assumption, we clearin' that haze amongst discussion With my niggas, carry wisdom, come gaze, no cynicism [Verse] Sun, I'm scorchin', my reach is on absorption Uncover valley graves Inside the waves Of liquid coffins From the morbid Face your demons Reflect on what you forcin' All the terra-wrists That punch the ground And dig for better portions While I register extortion To regulate your current Into memories and losses Heavenly Your gas is nailed On double crosses with the X on Conglomerate effects on We shootin' targets in their septum Bullshit that they lead on Sun I'm dead on With the Leg Arm Exponent like your head wrong Get exploded with the knowledge seed Appointed like a chevron With my Allies I'ma rep on The path is yours to step on My life is the depository For the story slept on A titan killin' giants In the Bean On frequencies of culture Chewin' vultures Horticulture Twistin' high as Horus In the sky of Taurus Locate the quadrant Nobody get the piece before us Swallowin' the feast The rawest Silent like a beacon's chorus Behind the arc on blacktops A nigga stackin' torrents Flushin' special ops and forces Metal put the beast in coffins Technology their savior Ridin' Sable Pourin' maple Between the gears that's grindin' Sparks that ricochet off navels The iron rod that made me Orange like the skies that rise In Haiti I'm imported like a royal flush That never change me Describe the fuselage That make me do this For the babies Writin' raps in codes With Purpose is my nack Relentless Lately The cracks not mistake me The hidden signal Climbin' to your recognition Only for the real When real is missin' [Chorus] Eternal clipse holdin' Wrists frozen, fall beneath monolithic exoticness The cognitive statue unraveled, you talk a lot of shit My microphone ravenous, hazard into your classic It's tragic, the God is flowin' on bass, but spittin' acid shit Entrapment, you splashin' for days inside my dungeon Try to function in a summer, that blaze amongst corruption No assumption, we clearin' that haze amongst discussion With my niggas, carry wisdom, come gaze, no cynicism
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Credits
- Writers
- Purpose (Tragic Allies)
- Paranom