Articulate Advocates - The Blu Spot lyrics

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Articulate Advocates - The Blu Spot lyrics

[Verse 1: Audacy] You complained the explanation was vague But I've been awakened by something greater Escalatin' higher than the elevator Step into my chamber, I would love to see you try and listen We've got so many f**ing bars that we could build a prison Quarter him shorter than Tyrion sword and order him To coil up in soil and spoil their drawers with stolen oil Leaking out the pockets of General Generosity Chiefin' keef in moccasins, nothing will ever bother me I made peace with pipe dreams, the light it's unlikely Fake beats and steez in bulk generic as your light weed High speed flowin' you know that we got that funky pot We hail a taxi and it takes us to the Blue Spot Del packs tons of cannabis in co*ky bowls with candles lit Let the record play and show our foes that they can't handle it Hand in your badge and your gun and cash in all your motivation If chasing keeps you occupied then either ignore or face it [Verse 2: Pill] It's the orator, idea storing innovator Plot forming generator, adversar-eradicator Troublemaker, lawbreaker, jaw-breaking all these haters Perpetrating mutilator, yo prepare to meet your maker Chalkboard nail scraper, locked doors can't save ya Raise your f**in' hands even if you aren't in favor No authentic sense left, just a bunch of imitators Tryin' to extract data from my everlasting flavor Gobstoppers, bomb dropper, top notch improper talker Spit until I start to slobber, you can Betty's off the rocker Useless, oblivious and clueless You don't even know how much you do not know about stupid I won't take no excuses, I don't give two sh**s Piece of cake, who's on the stage now? Bruce is Blood, sweat, tears, and a pale complexion Cannabu*ter in the fudge so eat the entire confection Got you sketchin' now I'm betting, point you in the wrong direction Shoulda payed attention, instead you paying the pension Man you'll never learn your lesson unless you started invenstin' A little sense of reception or simple acts of profession But hey, what do i know? I'm just making suggestions It's too late anyway, already made your impression But it's okay, nobody's rate is at perfection Excuse me for abusin' the usin' of my corrections