Caffeine High

By Sxa

On Overkill

Released on November 5, 2017

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The providential caffeinated beverage had me lifted

From the seat which I was stationed and was leverage for the spitting

Splitting hairs to get a point across

The axiom is loud, but one's opinion's strong enough to tear this mother fucker down

Ah, it's too late

Confusion had them knotted like a shoelace

The scratching of the head had kept them up just like a toothache

Contenders outta be written up into two lanes

With columns that read who can and who can't hang

Stay separated. Convert my verses to Sanskrit

Too many occurrences do not comply with my bandwidth

This tongue is like a rifle and used more than to shoot cans with

Its to overt how in the world I'm still standing

Handshakes solidify an entendre between two parties who contribute all their ends to the machine

You're a day late and a dollar short

Don't wait to honor your commitments or else you'll be scoped under a monocle

Still forlorn and not a damn thing changed

Wish my story was apocryphal so I can turn the page

To see the happy ending and what messages came

It read "go get the fuck out of your head and get paid"

OK. The safetys off. Precautions on

I berate the over-steppers like a crossing guard

If sawn in half? Easy, I can reassemble the parts then spit it cold enough to make you say the frost bit hard

This starving artist is the one who shifts the tectonic plates

Whenever his tummy rumbles that initiates the quakes

No food on his plate but his eyes have desires

Who will stoically abide to rules that he decides

Pride comes before fall

It's a toss up between no risk at all or taking one for the team

Dream-weaving got me nowhere in no time soon

My room is clean except when sad

It's like a typhoon

Let loose up in that bitch. I tell you It's uninhabitable

(it's a lonely sort of place)

The most loneliest imaginable

Infallible mindsets neglects affect effects

I'm caught up in that web that stemmed from sex

But there's a plethora of directions we can choose for escape

Got a compass to encompass all available ways

With no accomplice my accomplishments are flowing like waves

I took this task on my own, and on my own I'll remain

Fucking buzzing off a cup of that good stuff

No sugar, no cream, dark roasted and it's black as fuck

Vantablack can't compare to the content listed, nor the heart of a contract killer's enough

Still buzzing like a beard of bees

Not what I appear to be

Come across calm but deep down I am like a wildebeest

Score my life to Dilla beats

Scorching like the middle east in summer time is how hot my pot gets literally