SKULL BREAK - A7PHA, Crescent Moon, Crash

I took my time perfecting my weapons

Planned attack proper like a G should

Ain’t about my image, painted faces like in Hollywood

Have fun with that

Only sins around my senses

Ducking feds and hopping fences

I confess to all my older years

Don’t need no power of suggestion

Let’s just say it’s unconventional

All the lies and allegations from the mouths of alligators

You tried to bite me and tie me down

And drown me on the way up

Both clawed at the anchors

Surprise, I’m alive, you made a prayer of my demise

Keep praying, man, I stay valiant in these challenges

Callus with these haters, only catapult this weight

Callous on my hand from the path that I’m paving

I had no easy road to be taking

No mistaking, I built my kingdom from painstaking

I wanna watch you eat your fate

And I

And I will wait until skull break

Not native, more tourist

Rappers were warned

I like to imagine them in a forest

Try to hunt with a chorus

Cook with a hook

Reluctantly fuck wit a succulent

Make fire from wood

Require flint and specific rocks

This where dog start, wolf stop

All talk, no clocks do art

With that less-than-in-incredible

Coming-from-eager-to-edible

Humble look, 'Come see what time trapped!'

The just wicked?

commercializing rap

Its album necessitate axing and other attack

But the dark don’t know what light do

Yeah, I -- hope something small consumes you

Where are they coming from?

Where are they coming from?

There goes another one right after the other one

They feel so cumbersome

That’s why my tongue is numb

From cussing all of them forward and backwards

Who woulda hung with 'em?

And now they just ghosts from the smokestack

Choke back every feel you felt when they float past

Both paths lead to the same ending

Listen to the pain-sending

Brain-bending, signals when they rope snap

Broke ass, prolly should’ve took your notepad

Threw it in the bonfire right after you wrote that

Toe tags for every sleepwalker with their soul cracked

Take your paper inside, or go home and watch your?

crash

So bad you can taste it

And every pure moment that you wasted

Fuck it, they ain’t gon' learn

So I just sit back down, watch em' burn baby burn