Cause for Concern

By Rhythmic Debris

Released on July 4, 2015

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[Verse]

A-yo, you step too far and I got weapons drawn

See I don’t need a 22 when the pens involved

See I can grab a thought, twist it wrong

Bend and make these words to do whatever I want

Change your perspective with a flick of the tongue

You see the ground I rip out from from beneath you

I blow like Saddam, believed to be evil

My goal is to flow like Nas with ether too lethal

Then switch up to Jigga like beef, with who?

I’m sick of this shit kicker view

Always get looking down on

I’m sick of the fact that I got a predetermined outcome

But I can’t react, don’t have enough power to count on

Too many cowards to account for

I can’t breathe

1, 2, 3 sheep, but there’s cattle to count but I still can’t sleep

This a result of you even thinking you can walk above us

Please, throw me a beat

I’ll cut down a tree before I turn a new leaf

This obscene, cause I’m obsessed

I cannot be seen unless with a pen

You cannot believe, but have to accept

You don’t know a thing about what to expect

The most valuable weapon that I could get was in my head

I got an arsenal what you call a weapon I call a pen

So I’m gonna aim it against, but only aim for heads

I gonna spread like a wild fire and a tire iron in a wreck

You don’t affect my mind with your rhymes, 9 times out of 10

I’m like diseases on that fiends needle when his life’s leaning on the meds

I’m like aids to you, gonna take that immune system until your dead

He’s another victim of these writtens, you should of listened to what I said

So gimme the pen back, I don’t wanna snap

I got a Rottweiler, I can hotwire this jet pilot to attack

I’m on fire like ghost rider with no lighters attached

My flows tighter than cops on that lowrider with no license when the co pilots a known fighter and he’s most violent when he’s so high on crack

In fact, gimme a 22 and a noose just incase, to brace for impact

So I can shoot hoops while I watch that fucking neck snap

No hat but literally a snap back, I just had to laugh

That’s what happens when these swag fags answer back

See understand it

It’s a matter of fact that this much practice

Comes lyrical enhancement

I don’t wanna get savage, this is looking graphic

I’ll catch that bastard while you pass the plastic

Leave your ass hanging, the direct result of anger

Lyrical assault, I just can’t contain it

You made the statement, it’s too late to change it

We’re rearranging brain cells to faces

Chains and restraints ain’t gonna save this

Throw me in a boxed up cage up with Jason I come out with a blade and a mask to hide my face in

Send Freddy his way take him to the basement

Deal with the situation

I’d tell you what he did, but I really shouldn’t say this

So stick with imagination, fuck off with the fairies it’s too complicated

I can’t even bare it; I’m going insane with

All this anger in my veins

Can’t even maintain a straight face

My brain is a straight aim even on both angles