The Cloud Lounger - The LurKING lyrics

(Ill Mortal) [Verse 1: Ill Mortal] I pull up hard like whoa b**h (skeeerrt) You want it pedal to the metal, more slow b**h That dont even make sense (That dont make no f**ing sense ) I pull yo card like go fish, so you can go I pull yo card like yu gi oh And you should know i move quick I do this like toilet im new sh** for ya ears and ya soul (word is bond) Too hard to be stepped on or over ya better get a new sole This a new flow See I tear in ya center Ya inner mood with interludes Im bending the music clueless sending damage To present it at a million percentage I ran out of room and breath Metaphysics all up in it the energy never lie Got medicine in it, i end it My enemies meet a swift d**h n***a never waiver like its a Betty bye Ya never really ready to ever die Cut slice in a steady pie i conquer when I divide Sinister inside a menace in mind Been in the sun, hot as a f** spitting flames Man i been on a grind Sublime design to guide the blind I rhyme with three eyes No disguise see we preside where ever the pa**ion resides So i guess thats in spirit A mirror to help ya reflect on whats really important [Break] Cuz ya vision's distorted You see that the course is Coming to a crashing Cuz you dummies always stagnant but [Verse 2: Ill Mortal] Instead you sporting some other mans fashion If you forgot what happens next Then watch ya necks and napes And backs and chest its an arm or leg When Im attacking I hope you didn't think the masters left Because the years switched Ya need to run fast or make them gears switch Dont take ya last breath for slacking Showing what ya fears is My bare fist will hit sh** and clear sh** Air sh** like some new glade Who hate? Mis-usage of anger Its danger to any stranger Testing the ranges like Russian roulette Let em walk em ya shoes they taking 2 steps Then it's nothing more Talking all that sh** is useless they p**y influence Let them rappers talk, I walk the walk and they walk it off Mister rogers this my neighborhood no new n**s please See its Masters of Selves or Masters of Sells Watch me bank it like accountants When its in yo body I be Stacking a mountain astounding Worth of money well Im not spending a dime, bending pennys Talking to honeys hell Man its all in yo mind And instilled in ya system like an update Im seriously grinding like im talking Pharrel Just stocking these verses still You can catch me lurking till the sunrise Cuz im Ill Mortal, Ill Mortal They said "But its hard to get cred for your flows When ya be lurking in a Ill Mortal Ill Portal" (Repeat) Back up in this said Said Im back in this b**h Back up in this, woo Said Im back in this b**h