IXXI - 7eventeen

★ Hook: Jack Adase, Benjamin Adase ★
01/21/17, the day the aroma of the good good from the wood-woods was coming up clean
Can't fuck with the bullshit, can't quit, verse split, quick myth bumping so mean
The this shit, that shit, none of that wack shit, chipping over the green
The lightning's all in our genes
What a team! (ayy)

★ Verse 1: Jack Adase ★
Twenty-first cursed verse, sending you to dreams
Had a lot of liquor now I'm leaking at the seams
Got a lot to say so I guess I better scream
Fuck governmental pyramid schemes
Fuck what you said, just water in the stream
Jack like Bruce, bass sounding like Cream
Coulda picked a better rhyme, sticking with the theme
Rip and dip, spit it quick, when I'm with the team

That's what happen when you think that karma won't come back
Smack you with the gat I pack, never giving slack
No view like a cataract, hidden in a mask
This Jew, call him Jack or Flacco with the flask
A tisket, tasket, pack a bong, snap it
Find a chump and lap him, throw him in a casket
Write a hymn and cast it to your speaker, blast it
Fuck the wack shit, smack shit talkers, I'm batshit

★ Verse 2: Benjamin Adase ★
It's like magic (woo)
Living under rocks like Patrick do
Brick-like Catholic school, cross my heart when I step out pews
Smoke, kickstart my third eye view
Soft-spoken bloke with the nerd IQ
Poke up, toke, yeah you know I do
Dressed all in blue like I'm Snoop's nephew

Achoo, bless you, I'm a sickness
With the good lord as my witness
I ain't running this shit like a business
Swan dive in the beat like I'm Cygnus, I'm a star
Might go interstellar like I'm Dom McLennon
144, wiggle fingers like Brennan
In the water like lemons, dialed back up to eleven

Seven minutes locked out of heaven, brethren
Only got a question, why you stepping up to the plate
With the great late weapon, baseball bat to the brain, beat em back like whack, blackjack, slap rat
In a spat, hit the mat, take the belt, feel the wrath, feel the wealth
He who hath oughta help he who lacks, split a rack, I'm a trust-bust monster!

Condom for my magnum dong, if I don't read the whole situation wrong
Cause I'm finna need permission but my game is strong
Prolong the sweet song to several repeats long
Said the Hill was home, now it's off the Dome
When I'm in my zone, can't touch the throne
For I am the ruler of all that I see
That includes the business, oh marvelous me

★ Verse 3: Jack Adase ★
Big breath!
Maximum acceleration, motherfucker try my patience
Try to match me at my cadence, try to make me an acquaintance
Cause I am an introverted, shy kind of guy
I'll lie in due time to hide my true grime
I'm not prone to crime, but rhyme on tight dimes
Wind in the chimes, the notes on the lines
The tones through the pines, the smell of old wines
Got Ivy League flow, I climb up the vines

Bay staff like Gandalf, smoke a long pipe on a half-pipe, with a bike, riding with my hands off, standoff
Calculate the vector, I'm a specter in a rocket and I'm counting down to takeoff, break off
Going rogue, have a smoke, guess you better go and call the motherfucking wake off
Cause I'm back from the dead, pull the bullet out my head, spitting out the piece of lead, I'm a phoenix