LaquanLet The Vibes Flow

Pump me up, yeah, that's it What's that? [ verse 1: Laquan ] Hear the wrath of my vocab, straight from the rhyme lab Scopin my gold rope but don't attempt to grab Watch your step, keep a civilized head The truth is said to awaken the brain-dead Why intercept me from a positive destiny Music, music, my important necessity God bless me and those who test me Help those that I'm down with and let the rest be Stuck in a black hole and yes, I withhold A key so you can see me in poetry motion Steadily coastin to a lyrical plot that puts a knot in my pocket Now let's bear witness to the sight of the no-good Minds are molded, and flooded with falsehood Too much tv, you're brainwashed by Hollywood I speak truth, so let it be understood You want peace, boy, you have to show some Some cry for peace and still carry a gun I understand, get or get got, shoot or get shot That's not to way to go Well, I'ma chill back and stay out of crack and stay low And let the vibes flow [ verse 2: Laquan ] The set is not done yet, some have learned but I bet Some will twist the truth and rebuke the positive groups Who prophecize and open eyes of the blind Use words like tide to clean dirt from your mind Often I practice cause practice makes perfect You disagree with that? Yo, I feel it's worth it I can't hold back, yo, I must expose the fact Truth is hidden, self-knowledge you lack Let words slam, back-track, check the diagram When Spanky flex he creates the side-effects Set my course, proceed to speak with force Grab the sourc and take lyrical intercourse Secure my rhyme from suckers and rhyme grabbers Watch your back, you never know who's a backstabber You're now a slave, feel the force of my soundwave As the vibes flow [ verse 3: Laquan ] As I hit my conclusion you find it amusin How I drift to the rhymthm of the samples I'm usin Status is proven by the fact that you're movin Words flow rapidly, melody soothin One never prospers from a negative thought You might win in the begin, but lose in the end Suckers being drugged into my lyrical pit Brains are lit, they throw a fit but still they sit Alone in my death dome scared of my voice tone Step in my path, you're just entered war zone Now how can you quiz me if you don't know the answer The effect from my dialect is somewhat cancer Slow death, you lose breath as I rip what's left Of your flesh and let God save the rest So if you didn't know, now you know To chill back when I go and let the vibes flow It's like pumpin in my ear drums Yeah, the vibe's pumpin in my ear drums It's like pumpin in my ear drums Yeah, the vibe's pumpin in my ear drums It's like pumpin in my ear drums Yeah, the vibe is pumpin in my ear drums It's like pumpin in my ear drums Yeah, the vibe is pumpin in my ear drums
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