Shut down any man in the press
He gets stressed, I show him my Wes
I got a baddie trying to hit up my line better give me a sign like a trough and crest
Mathematics jokes don't pressed
Can't help that my humor was blessed
Been 17 years in this mess and I never got one good night of rest
Sleepwalking better get to sweet-talking
I'm in the back of the club with ya girl got her caulking the pipe like stuffing the dough in the back sack tap gotta blow like a field mine
Nothing ever seems to quite feel right
I been growing out of my stage fright
Doing what I can just to stay alive
Maybe it's been about time for a rewind
I don't ever really think about it, but I've
Never said I doubt it
Made a promise and forgot about it
Left them in the dust like a competition
When I'm blowing past, gotta go fast, make a hard pass, make a hard pass on all this
People be throwing me left and right, it doesn't matter if I can't do this cause at this point it is death or life
Been living in the abstract
Well, scratch that
Like a brownie batch that you can't match cause it was that good bet ya didn't catch that
That was an inline rhyme now we're past that
Hit them with the metaphysical barely visible
Rock them like we're in the Super Bowl getting physical
It is intangible like you can't grab that
I only got this one shot lemme have that
20VOLT killing them beats
Cigh Bo - Metaphysical (feat. 20VOLT) Lyrics
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Shut down any man in the press
He gets stressed, I show him my Wes
I got a baddie trying to hit up my line better give me a sign like a trough and crest
Mathematics jokes don't pressed
Can't help that my humor was blessed
Been 17 years in this mess and I never got one good night of rest
Sleepwalking better get to sweet-talking
I'm in the back of the club with ya girl got her caulking the pipe like stuffing the dough in the back sack tap gotta blow like a field mine
Nothing ever seems to quite feel right
I been growing out of my stage fright
Doing what I can just to stay alive
Maybe it's been about time for a rewind
I don't ever really think about it, but I've
Never said I doubt it
Made a promise and forgot about it
Left them in the dust like a competition
When I'm blowing past, gotta go fast, make a hard pass, make a hard pass on all this
People be throwing me left and right, it doesn't matter if I can't do this cause at this point it is death or life
Been living in the abstract
Well, scratch that
Like a brownie batch that you can't match cause it was that good bet ya didn't catch that
That was an inline rhyme now we're past that
Hit them with the metaphysical barely visible
Rock them like we're in the Super Bowl getting physical
It is intangible like you can't grab that
I only got this one shot lemme have that
20VOLT killing them beats
He gets stressed, I show him my Wes
I got a baddie trying to hit up my line better give me a sign like a trough and crest
Mathematics jokes don't pressed
Can't help that my humor was blessed
Been 17 years in this mess and I never got one good night of rest
Sleepwalking better get to sweet-talking
I'm in the back of the club with ya girl got her caulking the pipe like stuffing the dough in the back sack tap gotta blow like a field mine
Nothing ever seems to quite feel right
I been growing out of my stage fright
Doing what I can just to stay alive
Maybe it's been about time for a rewind
I don't ever really think about it, but I've
Never said I doubt it
Made a promise and forgot about it
Left them in the dust like a competition
When I'm blowing past, gotta go fast, make a hard pass, make a hard pass on all this
People be throwing me left and right, it doesn't matter if I can't do this cause at this point it is death or life
Been living in the abstract
Well, scratch that
Like a brownie batch that you can't match cause it was that good bet ya didn't catch that
That was an inline rhyme now we're past that
Hit them with the metaphysical barely visible
Rock them like we're in the Super Bowl getting physical
It is intangible like you can't grab that
I only got this one shot lemme have that
20VOLT killing them beats
Writer: Zeke Tucker
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