Imma give you a little TASTE they thought it was just a FAZE....dope track bro

iLL 1 Third Eye Protégé, look froward to more & collaborating!!!

(Verse 1)​
All the motherfucking time wasted
My whole life,been stuck in my mind pacing
I coulda' been hustling for the payment,
 struggling in the patience , 
brushing up on the basics
If only I had known that when I'd taste it
paradigms would flip, remix then switch phases
See Christian was driven to use the pain, 
start sickening up the game, 
not wishing to get the fame
But itching to get the name lit,
It'll take him some days still
Dribbling on the pavement
Last class a little homeostasis
Hall pass to ditch that's good for the day miss ,
Shuffling up the gate,
 straight fucking up with his grades, 
his Duffle filled with the haze
Bubbling in the brain
The options that he attained, 
Went Tumbling down the drain
Young rap lord in love with the bass
As of late I been kicking up the whole pace
Ima Give you a little taste
they thought it was just a phase
When really it was delayed

(Bridge)
Last Class is in Session 
I need your attention that's for the best kids
So Puff pass to the freshman
I need that extention that's an investment
Last Class is in Session 
I need your attention that's for the best kids
So Puff pass to the freshman
The ethers connected with my progression

(Verse 2)
All the motherfucking time wasted
The third eyes becoming a bit jaded
The Pineals calcified to the base , 
circumscribed from its place,
 nullified and decayed,
Now they stare at me with amazement
Verified to be dope, 
Encroach upon my space get
A quarter roll to the face , 
or a Pole to the leg
Sword or two to the vein
I overdosed on the 'caine
While motor boating your babe
My Rotor broke on the lake it's
Not helping the disarray ,
I fell for these bitches ways,
I'm fumbling in the waves
One track the standard has been replaced
I have to bait , y'all fish in a pond 
I make - all the waves,
I'm fishing upon the lake
My scowls on display I'm Bound to catch a case,
-For the sounds that I create
turn the page
That's fiction upon your plate
Fuck away I'm realer than all the fakes
A dose a day will heal you that's if you face

Young rap lord amiss in the mist
Put yo bitch in a Ditch then pissed a mick(ey)
The subtle scent cinnamon for my sins
I Started licking her clit Lickety split
Dis ain't a diss you foes missing a dick
I'm submitting a hit , you submit to a bitch
I'm unzipping she strips,
All you trip for a fix
My vision triple affixed

(Verse 3)
I'm the hatter, let the horror show begin
-doesnt matter where the gore will go
At the corner store , I'm the oracle
Ima appealing cause my soul so deftly orbital
with a fever or a cold
I know my neurons will burn slow
Like a tower inferno, 
or a Dutch of the purple,
I know my power infernal,
 it's empowered internal
Make new songs with a burble
Like neutrons in a circle
To some beats that's binaural

(Outro)
And Maybe I'm fading to hades
Cause Lately these ladies they hate me
Daily I'm changing my framing
 Namely I'm strange but I'm wavy
All the motherfuckin' time wasted (2x)

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