Sword Play - Noveliss, Clear Soul Forces

Despite the mileage never compromised rhymes

Living how the youth get mentally abused by time

American nightmares I don’t believe in flashing lights

Red, blue, and white who getting stopped tonight

Who down to fight for they life and unite as one color under the lights tonight

Check it

I know exactly where my mind is while I’m trying to block out this loud silence

from my White friends

Uh

I bring an ax to smash rappers it’s demolition

While I’m the, spitting image of a samurai’s who spitting writtens to turn you

into a splitting image

My word is my weapon I make a killing and it’s been that way since the beginning

A master assassin, uh, carry the notepad and a

Ink pen that extends into a bowstaff

My vision couldn’t be restricted with a blindfold

Keep rhymes legible, my eyes closed, return to Voltron

Clear Soul join together like a zygote

You probably couldn’t hang in the booth with a noose where the mic goes

Ayo my wordplay swordplay, on the record

Watch where you stepping get cut by intelligent weapons

My wordplay swordplay, on the record

Watch where you stepping get cut by intelligent weapons

My wordplay swordplay, on the record

Watch where you stepping get cut by intelligent weapons

I got incendiary thoughts with a short as fuse

Ready to blow up on yo ass, make one bad move

My move, can’t be detected by, you need a polygraph

Final flash, haters with a single slash

Hit the pad, load up machine then I hit the pad

Boom Shakalaka, it’s only proper I make it jam

Give a damn, about your wack beats and a weak plans

My chi stands about as long as maybe a week span and heats man

Shout out to Gold dojo

Been training on my path but now I’m off-road like a 4−4

The flow flow, go apeshit like Mojo Jojo

Now to go low, they catch you like playing some Marco Polo

I’m dolo, until I link up with the Voltro'

don’t be so slow

The hoes know to hop on the dick like a Pogo

Catch a breeze until I hit them trees like Sonny Bono

But I got away 'cause a half of a gram, I’m on proba'

Running through it like Uma did through the Crazy 88s

Ayo my wordplay swordplay, on the record

Watch where you stepping get cut by intelligent weapons

My wordplay swordplay, on the record

Watch where you stepping get cut by intelligent weapons

My wordplay swordplay, on the record

Watch where you stepping get cut by intelligent weapons

See, see

The feeling that just hit you knocked the stuffing out ya throat

The vibe is right in front of you, could view without a scope

My hope floats, flows dope and

All N My Head’s coming soon, do cop it

Watch a bunch of rappers copy niggas

Dry as the Mojave, but on a larger picture

clearer than Canadians and know the difference proper

Never taking nada, learn to put it all behind us

See the future not a promise

Our purpose here to raise the voices and the people baby I’m the grand designer

Slice the katana rhymer had to smuggle in my pen like a detonator

Greater superior damage area

Scary and you more bullpit than a terrier

Shit

Make you ponder, wonder why they wanna take us under

The stress I need escrow, bad as Esco

It’s written both sides my mind scribble death strokes

And hold these vibranium flows

I go harder than T’Challa fists

Red ink, Nas is my phlebotomist

Use my right hand, cover verses out the monolith

, could still feel I need oxygen

Feel I need to hit the philly shell to escape the damage

Feel I need a philly cannon blast me off the planet

Mister Officer you’re now on cloud 11