Word Bending Songtext
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Word Bending Songtext
This ain′t rapping, it's word branding
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Y′all ain't rhyming, y'all just pretending
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain′t rapping, it's word branding
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Nuisance to demigod, bruise them at any cost
There′s a crisis, these rhymes are priceless, they can't be bought
Black ink runs through my veins so I′m raised to live
Fuck around and (blaow) strip you of your praise to live
Consider this swift and deliberate, I get rid of it
The rhythm of riddim consistent with increments of significance
Sing it if you can't rhyme, scream it if you can′t yell it
While you're sitting, write rhymes, I sit at home and write epics
Caution, you might get nauseous, don't throw up quite often
I get off topic, but fuck it (so what?)
Keep insinuating that you′ve got invigorating raps
But incriminating acts only give me an exhilarating blast
I′d much rather keep my job as a word contortionist
Your life goes nowhere like the oldest kid at an orphanage
This ain't rapping (what?), it′s word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y'all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain't rapping (what?), it's word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y′all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
My jurisdiction is sure to listen to purest vision
And dopeness is euphemism describing my sonic mysticism
Shatter your silly suggestive cynicism
Opinions get spit into pieces passing my mental prism
Red for antagonism, yellow for cowardice
Green for the jealousy and black for all the passionless
Immature amateur, sinister saboteur, meaningless matador
Got posted on your soul trying to dodge the horn
Fuck your score, use my time to be progressive
Reality's all perception, take a view from my direction
Humble yourself for a second, I′m more than competition
Listen, don't perceive me from the ground, horizontal position
This ain′t a game, this is more than running my mouthpiece
Start expanding the outreach, battle God for his house keys
Search my words across the world like lines of longitude
If you can take it, close your eyes and let your mind consume
This ain't rapping (what?), it's word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y′all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain't rapping (what?), it′s word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y'all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can't fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain′t rapping, this is word branding
This ain′t rapping, this is word branding (come on)
This ain't rapping (what?), it′s word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y'all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain't rapping (what?), it's word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y′all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Y′all ain't rhyming, y'all just pretending
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain′t rapping, it's word branding
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Nuisance to demigod, bruise them at any cost
There′s a crisis, these rhymes are priceless, they can't be bought
Black ink runs through my veins so I′m raised to live
Fuck around and (blaow) strip you of your praise to live
Consider this swift and deliberate, I get rid of it
The rhythm of riddim consistent with increments of significance
Sing it if you can't rhyme, scream it if you can′t yell it
While you're sitting, write rhymes, I sit at home and write epics
Caution, you might get nauseous, don't throw up quite often
I get off topic, but fuck it (so what?)
Keep insinuating that you′ve got invigorating raps
But incriminating acts only give me an exhilarating blast
I′d much rather keep my job as a word contortionist
Your life goes nowhere like the oldest kid at an orphanage
This ain't rapping (what?), it′s word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y'all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain't rapping (what?), it's word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y′all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
My jurisdiction is sure to listen to purest vision
And dopeness is euphemism describing my sonic mysticism
Shatter your silly suggestive cynicism
Opinions get spit into pieces passing my mental prism
Red for antagonism, yellow for cowardice
Green for the jealousy and black for all the passionless
Immature amateur, sinister saboteur, meaningless matador
Got posted on your soul trying to dodge the horn
Fuck your score, use my time to be progressive
Reality's all perception, take a view from my direction
Humble yourself for a second, I′m more than competition
Listen, don't perceive me from the ground, horizontal position
This ain′t a game, this is more than running my mouthpiece
Start expanding the outreach, battle God for his house keys
Search my words across the world like lines of longitude
If you can take it, close your eyes and let your mind consume
This ain't rapping (what?), it's word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y′all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain't rapping (what?), it′s word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y'all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can't fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain′t rapping, this is word branding
This ain′t rapping, this is word branding (come on)
This ain't rapping (what?), it′s word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y'all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
This ain't rapping (what?), it's word branding (oh)
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings (come on)
Y′all ain′t rhyming (nah), y'all just pretending (yeah)
You can′t fathom the way that we twist a sentence
Writer(s): Daniel Perez, Rafael De Jesus Jr Valencia, Keith Timothy Cooper, Daniel Humberto Villamil, Manuel Francisco Patino, Juan Jose Pedraza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

