Hall of Game
[Intro]
My style sits on the brink
My life’s slived in a blink
My mics spun ’til the greeks redefined dizzy
My city tends to sleep when you walk and
It walks when you ain’t with me
[Verse 1]
I write in Blue so I never f**k up
King felon, dumbstruck
Notice the mandible unhinging as preparatory measuring back burner binge festival
Gobbled up the rook and ran off with the queen pin spectacle
Here’s to the hell bounds, czars, and sharks
The post modernized west unburnt civilization
We infinite like NY kitchen cockroach infestation
Avalanche will be a safety dance coma
Spterodactyl
I lay the boogie deep beneath the porch
Sleep with orphan dreams
Bubble gear german [?]
Sucked off [?] angel for the camo
Summer leaper sheep deteriorating
Frozen picket fence frames
[?] flames the hazy wakes connected to the chest pain, but
I set a time for two ages to meet the owen
Try the crop land remanence
Then jam film in the polaroid
I’m like last live’s specimen
Or rather last specimen to live life through my cats eye on the pendulum
You’re cities broke pigpen pedigree [?] pretentious leaked towards the pigeonholing of a life time
So note the endless dignities sabbatical
Cause my living big bass barrel
Drunk cates the bantam waiters (BUST)
One [?] tried before the season ended (ended)
Nor to Earthworms, the strig game
Paddle upstream like Bronx bound 6 trains
Tryna feel the void lack at a lick of the bliss chain(p**sed game)
See which Polly Pocket prodigy doctors yod on the war pig harbors
In the way blue bearded run these waters (I know)
I trap clowns leisurely for livin’, period
Screaming like they didn’t here me yet
[Chorus]
Man I rock New York City all years around
And my name is known, all over the town y’all
The people here love the way I run my game
They can’t wait, to see me make the Hall of Fame (2x)
[Verse 2]
Yo its like that cape’s pretty
But the float takes merit
Like vagabond and cherish cardboard and friendship
I caught a bland image showcasing the how to leap a freight car
To wait for my chin sitting space bar (know he didn’t)
Shovel coal for the slick pistons benedictions (nah don’t mention it)
Just bless the pendulum’s beadle barely left right development
Tutor recruiter slapped happily oblivious
To Nazi, born again, pagan, agnostic rally
It outside my apartment, by the market
It’s in the park, its growing child classic
With an Instinent difference to class offenses
He smashed that Perry logo album pensive
And if it’s yesterday
I’d wished upon my eyelash for stick figure to fence with
I’m salvage from the chaos of the luted tomb
To scr*pe the barnacles off my exposure
Grabs badger laterday pioneer(first coast)
First coast big bang mobile objects scoping any social prospects
A smidgen reluctant to f**k with
Tryna gallop with feet stuck in molasses’s learning curve
(Yeah but the grass is burning)
Classy from where the horns curl backwards
Excusing soldiers from the table, no care package (care package)
No when the rabid [?]
The slackers get amped the hates in the [?]
Now he screams turning colt classics
I’m moving swiftly safely orange code medley, but discrete
Tryna make my legacy look freshy? from the balcony seats
[Chorus 4x]
It goes peace to the Overground
Peace to the Orphanage
Peace to the to Stronghold
Peace to the Hardcore’s finest
Peace to the Adam’s fam
Peace to the Def Jux
Peace to the Rhymesayers
Peace to the Waitlist
Peace to the Brainchild
Peace to the Golden monkey
Peace to the Live spot
Peace to the Head bob
Peace the to Sight Beyond
Peace to the Wax Poetic
Peace to Aes Rock, there I said it and I meant it’
