UV - Intellectual

[VERSE 1: CRAW]

Peace to Walter White, I’m feeling ultra-light

Like this shit was violet, sirens on my right

Agony on my left, tragedy on my breath

Day in my shoes, you couldn’t take a fucking step

I’m finding that my mind was designed to rhyme to timing that I define

Define fine, dope rapper, rapping ahead of my time

My prime, I can’t find it, my lungs trained with astronauts

Space my silver lining, so far behind you not even an afterthought

Thought process a hot mess, I progress, resurrect stress

Like left to my own devices I be left for dead, dead set

To move thru the new school who’s who with dudes who bruise fools

Fucking pussies, yall should wear tutus

Rapping ballerinas, I’m proud to be the

Drug addicted asshole, who turned his life around

But sound like he could smash hopes

My last rope been thrown over the cliff, ain't it

Tied around your ankles, that’s a cliff hanger

I rip anger in the midst of swift danger

Change up to love before the twist

Dangle your head beneath me, because I’m over it

Old enough to know that Red Rover is a Doberman they let loose

When you try to leave the zone you in

I’m practical, you need to practice, hit you with a cactus

Laugh when your ass is bleeding in need of a Tampax

Yeah, this is something you can’t have

Whoa, whoa, I need to slow it down

Yo, yo, this shit is going down

Like anything Obama touch, no clown in my circus

One man band, lyrical wordsmith

With words that’ll work this dark side of my soul

Not perfect, but persist, to murk this, I’m nervous

I murdered this verse shit on purpose

Acrobatic patterns, I shatter the matter perfect

The ladder I’m climbing is working, for certain

I’m hurting daily, broke and I’m hungry, here we go baby

Maybe I should take a break, ever going to happen – no

Never going to rap like yall, never a fashion show, uh

I’m just too tactical, jackal with an axe and bow

I’m making the art of escape look easy, believe me

Less of a breeze and more of a whirlwind

Doing 65 when we ride – me and my girlfriend

Peace to the bottom feeders, peace to my landlord

I wouldn’t wanna be ya, peace to Edison, I wanna roll in your corporate office

And leave your mouth hollow like an orthodontist

Of course I’ve been, praying I get to heaven, but

I’m just a dude with a death wish

Yelling “fuck you” upon my exit

Like I really wish my last words could have been my first impression