Yosefrico - Fog Ceiling Lyrics

Official classic
Snappin like Vlasic
Pull the trigger
Feel the haptics
Can't explain it
When it happens
Keep it set
On automatic
For anyone
That's been askin
It always ends
Shit is Tragic
(Yeah)
Make a movie
Bout my Life
And you end
Up shootin'
The masses
Memories keep
Me captive
Like POW's missin'
In action
Shred the beat
Like A raptor
Bring the rapture
When I rap pure
This ain't a
Actor
Turned rapper
Tryna' capture
What it means
To be multi-faceted
Multi-talented
Multi-active
Holdin
More than the
Longest acronym
Bottom line
I been out too
Win it
Trim the herd
I been out too
Thin it
Talkin bout the
Thick of it
Yeah I been in it
Now tell me
What happens
When it happens
Out of happenstance
God planned
Messed around
I do my David dance
My life so good
It make the devil wanna
Make amends
I want this life even
When the pressure settles in
(Okay)
I been movin'
Heavy on my
Legend shit, lately
Makin' moves
And screamin'
For the hell of it, lately
I can't even tell you where
My head has been lately
They want hooks, lines,
And Singles but they
Could never bait me
(Nah)
Rounds of applause
Ovations and all
I mean my nigga
Don't you see
We accumulate all
Even tho Accolades
Eventually pass away
I mean how could they
Take any of this
Away from me
You see
I got the title
I Got the right to
Best alive
My shits not idle
Chop you up with stanza lines
Just like a haiku
Did you think I'd keep
It simple
Are you fooled
By the dimples
Don't you see the mental
Between my temples is
Detrimental
To my health
And yours
Sometimes More
It's a war wit the pen
From My hands
Ink bleeds on to
The floor
I know the lore of this shit
I'm at the core of this shit
If there's one
Mis-educated
Then I'ma Lauren
This shit
Been holdin' my fist
I'm posin' like this
Go global with this
You locally rich
Don't choke on the quips
I'm gifted with this
Gifted with bliss
Your ignorance is
You forcin' my hand
I'm yoda with this
Been runnin' the risk
Of tryna' run then rise
That slope is hard to climb
When that slope Is hard to find
I find trouble to define yourself
When you got so much in you
You could do 'bout 10 venues
At one time
And That's the real truth
This the ode to what I been through
Run out of breath for this shit nigga
I don't stretch before this nigga
God kept me alive for this and
F*ck It I cry for This shit nigga
And that's why with this itch
Don't know if I'll ever reach it
Scratch that
If I did I doubt it would
Even relieve it
And I know by the
End of it I'll be
Ready to leave it
But until the end
Of it I'ma scratch til
I'm bleedin'
I'ma scratch
Like I'm feenin'
I'ma scratch it
Like Grandmaster
'Cuz I know the meanin'
Of what this means
To the culture
Quick draw from the
Holster
Fall back
Just to bolster
My attack
On ferocious
To media soldiers
Who blast with the
Toaster
Don't add to
The quota
If they ask ya
Then I told'em
Don't murk'em
Just mold'em
Don't add to
The quota
Be the mold
That they
Mold from
(Yeah)
I'm clearing a path
I make my moves indented
No longer content with
The content that conned
My wit
And I refuse to let my doubts
Produce all these emissions
And lead the eyes to be
Villains as they create
The fog ceilin'
I'm clearin' my vision
Finally see what it
Means to know the
Sky ain't the limit
I'm gettin' resilient