Текст (слова) песни: Eyedea and Abilities - Blindly Firing

 
What`s your definition of dope? 
`Cause I think our opinions differ 
`Till your own skills develop, be wise and shut the hell up 
I told you man, I`ll fold your plans 
You know you can`t be colder than me 
With a microphone in hand I`ll show your fans I own this land 
My flow`s intangible 
Expanding growth that stands and holds hip-hop on a cross 
Lickin` shots for the lost vision 
Listen: It`s imbedded in my genetic code to push the evolution 
Clean up the pollution and let the rhetoric grow 
So your records get sold and with each blow 
You give, adds tad more gold to eat whole out of your cracked peach bowl 
As we go without rules, the freedom of independence we breed 
So we`ll eat `till we`re full, keep control and bleed at slow-mo speed, you know? 
I weave and sew my way through this imaginary land of fairies and trolls 
Tryin` to bury the scroll 
I carry a load that weighs way more than my area code 
Vocabulary unfolds so that you cherish the very story of merit you`re told 
Your character`s bold, but build a barrier 
Spare your words before you perish 
Don`t be careless, apparently to share a paragraph tears your nerves 
Heard you grew some nuts 
Now you think your crew don`t suck? 
Stupid fucks 
In a battle you`ll still lose to us 
 
[Chorus] 
This one`s for all the people in the world that think they can get with this 
Eyedea and Abilities, you know we be the sickest 
MCs under my feet with they names on my shit list 
This one`s for you, this one`s for you 
This one`s for all my people lovin` hip-hop that are truly gifted 
Eyedea and Abilities, we only came to rip shit 
DJs with no cuts outside their self-inflicted wrist slits 
This one`s for you, this one`s for you 
 
What`s your definition of dope? 
`Cause I think our opinions differ 
I guess I don`t know what`s dope from the viewpoint of a listener 
So how`s it sound? 
My new joints prove points 
Arousing styles of new nose for a thousand miles in any direction you point 
If I was your pal, I`d respect all criticism that was honest 
But I`m not `cause you`re probably an MC in the closet 
Subconsciously copyin` everything from the sentences to the penmanship 
Mad `cause I invented what you can`t even pretend to intend to accomplish 
Promise an end to this infinitely childish game 
Refrain from grabbing the mid and spare yourself some shame 
No, I don`t sound the same 
And yes, I`m a little deranged 
But it ain`t no thang `cause lyrically, nobody can hang 
There`s always room for admiring a pro 
But get off the jock 
Can`t you see the tire swing is full? 
Oh, now you wanna call me out for offending your ears? 
Just chill, there`s a billion other better ways to end your career, for real 
I can`t even hear you skill-less motor mouths with total clout 
Adding up to less than zero, I`m your hero 
Don`t go that route, I`ll show you out now 
Peace to all the real MCs 
But first, I`ma show you show why my DJ`s name is Abilities 
 
[Chorus]
 

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