Ovrkast. – 2 Minute Bars lyrics

Verse 1 (Ovrkast.)

Yo, as far as I can see, it's already made
Petty change get saved that I could piss off in a day
Tip off in your face, and you in half court lookin phased
I'ma take that, a place where I can lay back
Getting misassigned, I'm a sign, two can play that
You need it for the time being, see it like a vapor
Me, I need the generation meaning from the paper
Meetings for the paper, shit is evil and it's flagrant
Please make it make sense
Seated in the basement
Rappin on my mountains, if I peaked, you wouldn't say shit
Took it with a grain of salt, ? Wouldn't change it
Pullin with the strength of God until I couldn't face it
Potent from the pages I was writing
Movin, shakin out of sight and niggas stay mad
I could never stay bad
Push a nigga's fade back
Cookie couldn't crumble, it was done before we ate it
Rookie niggas fumble, number one, you niggas hate it

Verse 2 (Mavi)

Man, I can't be my brother's influence, the school
He bad at rules, he packin pills instead of pencils
The shit I been through
A willing cinch I slit my wrist through
Man, Willie Lynch, I'm in my whip proof
Kiddies spit literature, lit as strike against flint
The kiss is spliff digging the skin from my grin
Up all the stripes that I'm getting, tiger my twin
Catch em by the toe and tie a tag around like you sizin' up flips
Tighten up, boy, the titans is here
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So lighten up, he smell yo' fright in the air
I got a plate full, they got a mouthful
Gave her a mouthful
Keep the weight on my tongue if it ain't flailing about truth
So why you paintin your torso? This day is not about you
You talkin about April is over, we finna let the now loose
On the ticket, the crowd move, unconditional bound too
The whole October drown through, no roses on soundcloud proof
Tossin part as far as I can see? It's already me and shit
I lurch through minor leaguers, spurned at only 17 years
You think the pieces and seen him??
Full revolution and we ain't sleep yet
Grapple with my shadow some, creep, the wrinkles increases
Man, ready to box, feet heavy, ring shrinking
Got comfy under the ultraviolet
The sun bleached kid wonder
Blood beatin from under the plumage
Mister Number One kid