How It Began

By Skip Dover

On HOPE LESS

Released on January 6, 2022

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Yo

Ironically, soon as I stop burning blunts

All my ops turn to Runtz

Block is hot, burning up

Volume, gotta turn it up

We're takin' shots, they're saying words and stuff

But letting that shit burden us is absurd as fuck

I smoke 'till it's overkill

This ain't regular weed, when I leave, I leave an odor still

Scrape the plate like I scrape roadkill off the Range Rover grill

You pouring oil, avoid a motor spill

Beware of the arachnid, the racks in the middle

They set traps, make diss tracks, but I'm hard to distract even a little

These boys wack, this a total mismatch

That should offend you

Don't get your shit pushed back, get back, get your pistol

My habitat's instrumentals

You know what they say 'bout any weapon formed against you

I'd have to strenuously disagree with that, I've got a clip full

Poppin' out the Stag, that level 3 vest won't do shit, dude

It won't protect you unless it's military grade

You're still stuck in your preliminary phase

You're pussy, now you're real tough

Just 'cause your envy turned to rage

I'll prolly never do a show, but if I do, I'm bringing semis on the stage

They won't never get me, not no way

They might not live to see the day

They've got you wearing masks

Now they wear the mask of deception

And people actin' like people's actions lack in intentions

Intentions exist to deceive

Cognitive dissonance, you can't believe, I know

Don't get filled with hollows

Sever your achilles, I-kill-these motherfuckers with a flick of the wrist

She kissing my dick, I'm flicking my Bic

While I sit in the Saab and ponder

Wander around

Puffin ganja, duckin' karma

No calming me down

Palmas get gutted and grabba gets steamed

I say what I gotta, don't want a sixteen

Who want a problem with me

Who want a problem with me

Who want a problem

Yeah

We laugh at tension, we're undivided

No half-assed steppin', we come in silence

Don't run from violence if you started war

It's still fuck your thoughts, what the fuck you thought

Mask off, but they think they see me

Sad songs, names sprayed in graffiti

It's gon' be mad long before they R.I.P me

You only see me on the TV

I don't know how it'll end

As long as I remember how it began

Time on the wrist, look what it did to my head

Now I'm inspired, guess it's time to influence again

I don't know how it'll end

As long as I remember how it began

Time on the wrist, look what it did to my head

Now I'm inspired, guess it's time to influence again