Sentinel freestyle (A Sentry Remix)

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Feel A Ways (...A Cultist's Freestyle)

Producer: breyten
Songwriter(s)/Composer(s): DEXTER
Mixing Engineer: Benjamin Dinda
Recording Engineer: Benjamin Dinda

2063

Now J. Cole is the most but I feel he ain't give this instrumental it's due diligence therefore permettez-moi de profiter à ce moment de bien attaquer this track both lyrically and from a subject matter standpoint.

The Official Lyric Video is available on YouTube : https://youtu.be/jeUv4EnqP1I?si=AoRDiUuz9JchGGU9

Les Paroles:
We put up numbers on da board
It get harder to tally scores
Scars and scurry up a road
Covered in red bloody sores

We think classically like Adam and David Ricardo
Waiting patiently to add up the racks for the car, bro
Drove it recklessly 
I almost wrecked the fucking car door

Like Cole nigga I'm wiping shit up off my shoes
Hard to choose
Win or lose
The latter has me abused
The ladder too broke to use
So the stairscase the only use 

They say knowledge is power
Climbing up the eiffel tower
Eyeful of tears in the rain
On my cheeks
A painful shower

I want power
When is my turn?
When is my hour?

Will I soar?
Will I burn?
I want more
I want learn

Ain't asthmatic but I feel like I'm breathing in hell
Wishin' em well

Look on as the penny dissolves 

Wish in the Well
Watch it swirl till fucking stops

Wish in the well when the coin was MF tossed
Hope I excel like that spreadsheet off of Microsoft
I go hard 
And like the opposite of a hard dick
You niggas soft 

Chronostasis in the matrix 
My bank statement 
N my payslip
Was nun more than just
A wastage
Of the time that they term precious

Can I get it back?
(Uh uh)
Losing my balance 

U know black don't crack
(Ne-ver)
Losing ma balance

This the contract, san venganza 
Where'd I get that fucking stanza
This my mantra for bonanza
Wells of Wealth tha' spill out faster
(Orrrrrr)

Who lost they balance?
Who tryna challenge ? 
Maximum damage 
Technique incarnate

I'm integrated like a circuit
Ingratiated in the network
You ingrates are never worth it
I'm grateful for all my purpose 
I never ask for too much 
I walk slow but I work quick 
My life's a candle wick
That burns akin to a furnace 
Akira sliding in earnest
Anakin my skin is burning 
In hell, my worldly yearnings 
Early mornings chasing urges
That served me no fucking purpose
But only sought to regress my progress
when I made improvement
I'm the best don't make me prove it.

I got a gat don't make me use it
I used to trek mundali stupid
It's all I could do 
To not act stupid
Pill poppin
And drug abusin'

Lozin(balance)

Nothing's gonna stop Me!

Les Paroles :

Mad accident 
Suddenly, he spits acid and
Shits on these niggas like a fucking laxative addict fiend
Have a blast with me
Relax while we be cuddling (urgh!)
Avoidant attachment 
Bitch don't fucking psycho-profile me
I'm more than these sharp ass lyrical cutlery 
We keep the grittle hot n serve hard like butlery
Standing on top of the roof smoking weed
More facts moffat spat, blew smoke and sat
Hat left back in Meknès, a random thought attack
I'm high
And that's fucking a fact
I have not been since july( no cap)
Melee swiss knife and made straight for his fucking heart
He made a beline for the road, we chased him across the line like an NFL quarterback 
Feline grace the way I stride across these tracks
Malign conjuctions,
Evil forces
They all get snipped and cut
Like circumcision 
Explain why she got bite marks on her titties the size of my incisors
Insert here deeply, seismic shaking 
Sizable thighs twitching 

[I'm untouchable 
Inhuman and unstoppable 
You try disarming a nuke right before its fucking set to blow]

Wish i could say I knew six niggas that'll crash for me
Blast for me
Sacrilege won't be condoned by the family
I'm a sigma loner, retired stoner wild one man army
Own a 
Chunkful of curse tools that I'll use if you don't own up
To the fact that in all of heaven and earth
I ALONE AM HONORED











UNSTOPPABLE

My love and preference for older women has finally spilled over on to wax

les paroles:

Judging by the state of her hands
She's an older lady
Ring on ring finger prolly has
A couple babies 
But that don't do much to stop my plans
She still gone taste it
Lovingly nibs on my nape when she smells(tastes)dis fragrance
Was sick of being a tenant, kinetic energy latent
Tentative tactics
Late on most my payments
But on some I still made it
Delinquency and jaded
A lack of decency remained hid
I ain't know my limits is why I fainted
Or I played dead
Cause sick of being a plaintiff
In the court of life, now nun can make me stiff
Alhamdulila
I'm numb to it all
Numb from the fall
Alley hooping for the bros, wit the finger roll
I was hoping to go home nigga I can't linger long
She copped my first songs and now she sing along
Gratitude filled my heart, I had to ring her phone
Only got passion for my art, I don't wan' be involved 
In your resolutions and ideas, is we in accord?
I better hope, wouldn't wanna have to use my blue sword
Seen you trip and fold, like backpackers in la nord
Might be
Your turn to get tied like a tourniquet wound tight around your thigh to stop venomspit from spreading and make you bleed out your eyes
My pride is delicate
So you decide
If we sparin your jaw or breakin it
I'm on a hunt for middle-aged women to love
She takes care of her kids and mine
She's such a dove
It fit inside her so well like a hand in a glove
She was so wet, her toes curl, her body soaked in the tub
We made love
So wet, so wet, yeah she was
Soweto shoppin wit my mama when I was cub
The pendulum swung after shit was a dub
I know she'd be sprung to see her firstborn son in the club
I know I'd be sprung to hear them play me in the club 

My time will come 
Leave it to God up ab—












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