Listen "Ill-Rational Method"
Episode Synopsis
Breaks beats blend with my fractured soul
I practiced till I was perfect then I cracked the mold
Act like ya know battlin’ aint practical
I track a foe, verbally crack his skull
I take control, invade your space like Krull
If you thought ya had a chance, that’s void and null
I’m annoyed with toys taking all that bull
So shh… be quiet, the pasture’s full
The past is full of answers, and disaster too
Just passing thru, trying to show what passion do
Ill-rational, how I choose to crash a crew
If I have to lose gonna be after YOU
As I grew, learned how to mangle words
Deciphered clues, learn what the angles were
Then things occur that can’t be explained for sure
I prefer to stay fly; angels, birds
The same ole nerd, but still ain’t the one to test
I’ll test ya reflex with a kick to the chest
Quick to invest in anything that solve for stress
Cause, effects, eliminate what cause regrets
Pause and let time have a moment for self
Too late to change the bet once the card is dealt
On knees I knelt, prayed to be saved, please HELP
But then I heard a voice yell, ‘Best ta save yourself’
The voice that I heard came from the depths my own brain
And made me realize I was locked in my own chains
Old pains left me all worn and complacent
Then I finally I faced, yeah, now I’m back in basement
The rap ain’t amazing, in fact this to back to basics
React to a track, post it, then track my engagement
Factual statement, I ain’t earned no actual payment
That ain’t the goal, that don’t mean I ain’t trying to change it
Let me explain it in a different way so ya get it
I more than committed, pouring out my heart when I writ it
Totally submission to self, and ain’t scared to admit it
This is a visit, my homeworld? That’s what this isn’t
Trust in the vision, but feels like I’m trapped in prison
Crafted a prism from colors that I found on spectrum
Mix and dissect em, bend em any way I direct em
The mind is weapon, the rhyme has some minor aggression
I am an artist, never mind my actual profession
Time is a blessing, timing is a separate investment
You may suppress it, but you could never sever the essence
Forever connected, metaphors, most wouldn’t catch it
I don’t expect it, humility, pride is protected
But if you’re feeling me, please, keep buying the records
No trying or guessing, focus on a style that’s effective
Wild and reflective, effort of ill-rational method
I practiced till I was perfect then I cracked the mold
Act like ya know battlin’ aint practical
I track a foe, verbally crack his skull
I take control, invade your space like Krull
If you thought ya had a chance, that’s void and null
I’m annoyed with toys taking all that bull
So shh… be quiet, the pasture’s full
The past is full of answers, and disaster too
Just passing thru, trying to show what passion do
Ill-rational, how I choose to crash a crew
If I have to lose gonna be after YOU
As I grew, learned how to mangle words
Deciphered clues, learn what the angles were
Then things occur that can’t be explained for sure
I prefer to stay fly; angels, birds
The same ole nerd, but still ain’t the one to test
I’ll test ya reflex with a kick to the chest
Quick to invest in anything that solve for stress
Cause, effects, eliminate what cause regrets
Pause and let time have a moment for self
Too late to change the bet once the card is dealt
On knees I knelt, prayed to be saved, please HELP
But then I heard a voice yell, ‘Best ta save yourself’
The voice that I heard came from the depths my own brain
And made me realize I was locked in my own chains
Old pains left me all worn and complacent
Then I finally I faced, yeah, now I’m back in basement
The rap ain’t amazing, in fact this to back to basics
React to a track, post it, then track my engagement
Factual statement, I ain’t earned no actual payment
That ain’t the goal, that don’t mean I ain’t trying to change it
Let me explain it in a different way so ya get it
I more than committed, pouring out my heart when I writ it
Totally submission to self, and ain’t scared to admit it
This is a visit, my homeworld? That’s what this isn’t
Trust in the vision, but feels like I’m trapped in prison
Crafted a prism from colors that I found on spectrum
Mix and dissect em, bend em any way I direct em
The mind is weapon, the rhyme has some minor aggression
I am an artist, never mind my actual profession
Time is a blessing, timing is a separate investment
You may suppress it, but you could never sever the essence
Forever connected, metaphors, most wouldn’t catch it
I don’t expect it, humility, pride is protected
But if you’re feeling me, please, keep buying the records
No trying or guessing, focus on a style that’s effective
Wild and reflective, effort of ill-rational method
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