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Set Sail
Verbz, Dialect, Nelson & Mr Slipz
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Doomsday prepper armageddon
Pepper spray kept near my bed
Head puffing lettuce
Paranoid what an elder said
What if I am never one to turn an enemy to friend
Delivering the bread
You sitting on the fence
Wu Tang deadly melody, Elohim
They all wanna be covered in limelight, clear
I don't need attention, I just really wanna live
Studying a Ptolemy, a dollar and a wish
Skip a stone pebble with my nephew on a bridge
Black and white like Jack Slash on a riff
I'll be gone again before the planet in the bin
Monitoring what I put into my subconscious
Before I sleep or dream of really stepping to tomorrow
Bumping elbows with the wealthy and the common
Saying God help me I'm not sure if we in Sodom
Gomorrah law and order caught me off guard
Like an NBA player, trash talking, taking off on a fast break
Made the most of any situation
And a promise to myself, see how far I take it
I told pop he can't stop me, they don't really know self
Putting all their shortcomings onto someone else
Got another thing coming, thinking it affect Nelse
I'm too busy running our game, we set sail
Keep the mic close
I don't really like most
Like ghosts, so I feed alive under the night cloak
Where the shine won't
Find me, I lie low
High up on this tight rope
Close to what the mind know
I'm tryna step right, better with my eyes closed
Some shit I couldn't let slide but I know
Everything happens in due time though
Them boys ain't near, well I'm getting mine yo
Know I'm steady getting there, word to fly low
Still keep an eye on all of my goals
Fighting life's lows, tryna go where I've never been
Only rule I spoke with truths to never tell a thing
Gentle with the pen, sentencing all, I was meant to win
Feel like I was meant to sin
I done made amends with men who wouldn't bend a thing
Product to the ends like pebbles and cling
Been a rebel and a level above so I never sekkle
Swing the pen, you feel the sting like nettles
And I been posted, most my life coasting
High hopes hoping, chose to roam hopeless
Close to home, noted
I ain't been focused
Or at least I been focused on the wrong shit
Rule number one, just listen when the don spit
I been lost and I ain't found the plot since