Dyl the Killsmith - Understood Lyrics

Homie It ain't understood if it need to be spoken
Grass is greener over here, come on follow me
Add some good vibes to your life Is what I'm hopin'
Subtract the stress away and elevate times, 3
Smoking on the best, I share it get em choking
Good conversation debatin' reality
Scuba dive deep my mind... just like the ocean
Altered state of mind where I find my therapy

A felony, is what they tried to give me
Cause I beat the pussy hella deep
I do this shit forever lucid dreamer never sleep
And if God made the world in 7 days then what's a week
And I'm on my creator grant thee abilities
And you already know the lord he got my soul to keep

Molding me into a man, help them understand,
Just how hard my life is as it stands
Take me by the hand, lead to your holy promised land,
Like a rubber band, I'm ever elastic
So fantastic when the paper pen
Meet
Add a groovy beat
Keep the heads bobbin make em get up move they feet
The game in my veins like the gangs in the streets
My hands on the reigns as I'm reigning supreme

Flippin greenbacks like I weed whack
Getting caught up in a scene that, need to retract
Bring her home give me dome it help me to relax
Find my zone at the end of the road, then feedback
I feel my best when I'm alone and you best believe that
Send you skippin' like a stone I ain't tryin' to the relapse
Pour my heart and spill my soul out spittin' these raps
Stayin' on the middle path better learn to read maps
Bout to blow I explode hold on as we blast
Off into space, ain't gon' be back
Off to the race, I stay in first place
You gon' get got watch as I speed pass

Speed fast like-lines-of-blow on the glass
I always got the game year round like season pass
Rep the 409 watch me come down and wax that ass
Send her steppin' cause I'm only married to the cash
Sometimes I'm feelin' bad, sometimes I'm feelin' great
Sometimes I want that pussy, sometimes I want that face
I function off the chaos, I function off the grace
Better look alive I survive where others seem to cant
The thrill of the chase to me unknown I been constraint
But if she stop coming correct
I'll go and break that ball and chain
Fall in line bitch call your number it your lucky day
Big headed long haired bastard hoggin' up the lane
With pleasure come the pain take it with a grain of salt
And she gon' scream out my name Dyl the Kill don't ever stop
Bed rock, we roll, ass up , face floor, back drop, down low
Watch her do me slow mo, she gon' earn a gold rope
She gon' learn that false hope, get her gone
Cause I'm always gon be solo