The Loyalists - Credentials lyrics

The streams of everlasting nourishment I possess in my soul to flourish it for purposes For any of the so-called survivalists Speakers get blown more than infected sinuses When vinyl spins, I play you like conductors and get ferocious On my Mr. Hollands opus, so focus, on these airwaves I got a rare case to go and enter bear caves and not wanna share space Undeniably flying free are demons inside of me And eye's have seen them burn alive the spirit in my diary Got a long list of unconscious, no accomplice Thought launching through my gauntlet of bomb sh** Cooking noodles into pasta when I got ya Hanging off my kilbasa with lock jaw, ugly, bumping heads like rugby Chipping your f**ing buck teeth, my spirit runs free, it's lovely Cause too many emcee's warm as alaskans when they pa** wind Dumping rhymes got'em all in trash bins I get you lost as global youth for total truth So it's like my vocals sooth as the hopeful news of proof And now that I'm relentless with every sentence invented, go against this Suffer consequences of vengeance Pissing crushed grapes all over mixtape rap sheets I walk with my shoes stuck in two pair of a** cheeks, on mother earth Pulling out a rubber first Smothered in southern woman as governor, not a word And at the hour of the rooster only a few Saw me leave more wives than mormon in Utah p**y so wide, nearly got my shoe stuck I get juiced up from giving you the new stuff So since the night my guardian angel Appeared with a halo, shell toes and kangol He went and came broke, dirty in the same clothes Gave me wind of tornados from his plain robe So I'm big like tigga, raw like digga Crazy since my pre-school glue sniffer My castles dungeon shackles hundreds who don't run with Talk as if they've seen a pile of onions to lunge in But one line of sunshine sometimes Can run like it only had one life with sunlight The subterranean, miscellaneous, turntablist You know I got the stable wrist for every cross fader flip I keep my 45′s in a shoebox cut chemist with a nu mark With rhymes more jura**ic than a concrete schoolyard Blessing you without any allergies Got verbal gymnastics falling of the balance beams A made man, though I'm not italian Royally flushing cats with their iced down medallions Cause the mind will force you on short fuse If you're bent as horse shoe's for tunes of your news, in america I'm already considered to be a devil Rocking on spots so consider me freckle, nothing special With a threshold that'll pop your blood vessels In your eye's to red marshmallows Kicking this habit without cold turkeys No mercy, snapping all the beef jerkies Enlightenment might take longer than I thought What I'm writings like hyper extending body parts Thought I could be a drug dealer and got handcuffed By the fact the only snow I ever sold was dandruff Use to have my thumb and pointer nails longer than the others So I won't be burn my fingers on how small the blunt is Now loud's the only sound I wanna get out Something obese can't see my feet when I put my head down This how I compile the songs style gods child Hear to take it to your chest as if it's girls gone wild The names framework your local underground rhymer From Vermont going to the subways for grinders Don't even call me my colleague's of law speak only to these raw beats And we'll be here all week You had your day, like once handsome now you're gray Going back from which you came, devil dancing on your grave So take all you want from me, throw the rest away They call me honesty, don't you get afraid Lyrically armory good morning to the brave The dawning of no longer falling victim to the pain