LATENCY Songtext
von Ras Kass
LATENCY Songtext
Look, the devil training for the revolution
That′s our revelation
Come with me if you want to live (uh)
Let me drag you down the rabbit-hole
Beneath the shadow world where it turn men into cannibal
The phantasm rolling phantoms tryna grab your soul
Plant my hand into a zone, they tried to clone Tyrone (at Capitol)
I was jamming up the Calico
Pistol-whip 'em with the cannon, snap a clavicle
Label me radical, understandable
Sexy drunk chick riding a mechanical bull
I′m in the smoking section taking a pull
Eat a fake nigga plate, still binge when I'm full
Fuck you gone do 'bout it bro?
This town ain′t big enough, homie, you gotta go
′Cause they slept on the god, I refuse collabo
Lift 'ting, give you wings like two Lambo doors, huh (whoo)
And my crew mando tour
Supply and demand pay me bands for the pure
Strictly for the rap connoisseurs
Digging so deep, I extract Dinosaurs
Digging in the finest whores like vinyl stores
Reverse cowgirl twisting up her spinal cord
Probably dying by the sword like the God of War
I′m Tupac Shakur in a mosque with moors (whoo)
Turn the table now the vegans hunt the carnivores
I found religion between two black monitors
Whenever's better than never, so wait for me
Wait for me, wait for me
Wait for me, latency
Sorry you had to wait, felt I left you far behind
All these red lights slowing my grind up
I′m not always prompt and on time
(Latencia, latencia)
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay man
Look, I'm just a vessel, it′s not my fault, please forgive me
No God, don't, don't forgive me
I got a doctorate in Nigganometry
My grave plots in the shape of ancient sacred geometry
Tree of Life on my album cover
I drop gems and fossils that you will not discover
I′m sending archaeologists to psychologists
How can you handle the man and the myth that′ll pop a Xanax on Planet X and will never forget?
Ain't that some shit?
Annunakis flows, it′s best not to know
The bible-quiz scholar with his name on the pew
Also known as Detroit Blue, you have no clue
Black-lipped pastor, Gucci shades on the Mad Hatter
They tried to shadowban me, but now, I got Banner in shadows
Watching Zeitgeist on Channel Zero, Soulo
It's been a long time, I never left, yah
Fuck yo′ list claiming who the best, yah
Atrophy'd muscles can′t flex, yah
Eat a bag-of-dicks, that's safe sex
Still not manifest yet
I'm owed my respect ′bout time I collect, yah
So underrated, really over-qualified
Momma died, now ya top-five get un-alived
It′s go-time, look me in the eyes
All you see is green, Ty Dolla $ign, monetize
Too late, nigga, don't apologize
Talk yo shit
She for the streets and she not yo′ bitch
Malignant narcissist
ASCAP splits for my authorship
You the opp, you the operative
I'm the opposite, original occupant
′Cause rap our house, homie, you a guest
For all my hungry emcees like Budapest
Battle rappers consume the flesh
Take a deep breath, catch Cordyceps
The Last of Us spitters turn Clicker
Ellie is quite I'll, but Ras much sicker
Peep the big picture
Ask Baba Yaga, is John Wick-er?
I′m that nigga
Can't stop the inevitable (nope)
Countdown to Barmageddon, I'm letting you know (huh)
To wait for me, wait for me
Latency
Sorry you had to wait, felt I left you far behind
All these red lights slowing my grind up
I′m not always prompt and on time
(Latencia, latencia)
That′s our revelation
Come with me if you want to live (uh)
Let me drag you down the rabbit-hole
Beneath the shadow world where it turn men into cannibal
The phantasm rolling phantoms tryna grab your soul
Plant my hand into a zone, they tried to clone Tyrone (at Capitol)
I was jamming up the Calico
Pistol-whip 'em with the cannon, snap a clavicle
Label me radical, understandable
Sexy drunk chick riding a mechanical bull
I′m in the smoking section taking a pull
Eat a fake nigga plate, still binge when I'm full
Fuck you gone do 'bout it bro?
This town ain′t big enough, homie, you gotta go
′Cause they slept on the god, I refuse collabo
Lift 'ting, give you wings like two Lambo doors, huh (whoo)
And my crew mando tour
Supply and demand pay me bands for the pure
Strictly for the rap connoisseurs
Digging so deep, I extract Dinosaurs
Digging in the finest whores like vinyl stores
Reverse cowgirl twisting up her spinal cord
Probably dying by the sword like the God of War
I′m Tupac Shakur in a mosque with moors (whoo)
Turn the table now the vegans hunt the carnivores
I found religion between two black monitors
Whenever's better than never, so wait for me
Wait for me, wait for me
Wait for me, latency
Sorry you had to wait, felt I left you far behind
All these red lights slowing my grind up
I′m not always prompt and on time
(Latencia, latencia)
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay man
Look, I'm just a vessel, it′s not my fault, please forgive me
No God, don't, don't forgive me
I got a doctorate in Nigganometry
My grave plots in the shape of ancient sacred geometry
Tree of Life on my album cover
I drop gems and fossils that you will not discover
I′m sending archaeologists to psychologists
How can you handle the man and the myth that′ll pop a Xanax on Planet X and will never forget?
Ain't that some shit?
Annunakis flows, it′s best not to know
The bible-quiz scholar with his name on the pew
Also known as Detroit Blue, you have no clue
Black-lipped pastor, Gucci shades on the Mad Hatter
They tried to shadowban me, but now, I got Banner in shadows
Watching Zeitgeist on Channel Zero, Soulo
It's been a long time, I never left, yah
Fuck yo′ list claiming who the best, yah
Atrophy'd muscles can′t flex, yah
Eat a bag-of-dicks, that's safe sex
Still not manifest yet
I'm owed my respect ′bout time I collect, yah
So underrated, really over-qualified
Momma died, now ya top-five get un-alived
It′s go-time, look me in the eyes
All you see is green, Ty Dolla $ign, monetize
Too late, nigga, don't apologize
Talk yo shit
She for the streets and she not yo′ bitch
Malignant narcissist
ASCAP splits for my authorship
You the opp, you the operative
I'm the opposite, original occupant
′Cause rap our house, homie, you a guest
For all my hungry emcees like Budapest
Battle rappers consume the flesh
Take a deep breath, catch Cordyceps
The Last of Us spitters turn Clicker
Ellie is quite I'll, but Ras much sicker
Peep the big picture
Ask Baba Yaga, is John Wick-er?
I′m that nigga
Can't stop the inevitable (nope)
Countdown to Barmageddon, I'm letting you know (huh)
To wait for me, wait for me
Latency
Sorry you had to wait, felt I left you far behind
All these red lights slowing my grind up
I′m not always prompt and on time
(Latencia, latencia)
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