Dr. Yen Lo - Day 777 lyrics

[Intro: I tell ya there's somethin phony goin on, there's something phony about the whole business, and even now I feel that way- this minute] [Verse 1] I deeply treasure that I could speak my leisure Thought tough sound was struck down in the bleakest weather The frequency is weak to me if you can't keep it clever What they produce is fruitless What I reap is better When I was pressed and stressed it was hard to make music In these parts get shot in your heart- it ain't cupid One sacred loop, one naked truth, my lanes suited These silly songs really on for us to remain stupid I switched off This sh**s soft Your groovy don't move me Got the kids lost, crazy rude Days removed from baby food A young divine, I'ma find blind ways is crude Listen, what you pitching son Got em' sick and dumb Cease all them j**els in your teeth if you ain't spitting none I carve a lane, do it for the starving brain, mind stellar My wine cellar put your bars to shame ("We would like some more wine!") They wage war on rap So I propped, took a shot, got more on tap ("The speech is short, but it's the most rousing speech I've ever read") I heard of blood We a cut above [Verse 2] As I take spoils, the snakes coil Indeed I love it, the meaning of it: stay loyal My foes are those that slither, hiss and rattle Saw the signs, stay drawing lines, if you wish to battle Between you and me? Musically, your scales is pale We on the road to gold, your trail's to fail They feel me? Cause I'm building, that's the task of pharaoh Rhyming on sublime, shining, you cast a shadow The imagery ain't fresh, that you paint is sketched I spin a couple hymns, send them to saints to bless (yes) Came to guide, remain a pride before you taint the rest You flowing get-rich-quick, I show them sustained success I'm holding truth for nothing but, you penning the particle Disturbed by your blurb, observe genuine article You here in the spirit? You only brung flesh I keep it primal til it's final, who wanna come test? ("Who wanna test me, come on") I use a mic device to give a slice of life (nice) You commence to wave offensive blade? I got a righteous knife I heard of blood We a cut above Day 7, 7, 7