The Void
The bridge that was once gapped now mended
The string once cut now tethered
A blank canvas now filled with colors
A project presented by Thee Unemploeyd
Prepare for lift off
b#tch grab the note pad
Ride till the road bad
Rolling down the window then we cutting out the low jack
Worry bout the bomb
Gotta worry bout the blow back
Logging through the palm
Like I wonder when I’ll show that
Aces are the plan
Keep the balance where your toеs at
I don’t rock a diamond cause I’m tryna find a snow cap
Took the 380 east
And startеd eating here on mMopac
Sweet Sandia peak
Mchonahaze a sharpie road map
Then I feast tell her what a dish
Kitty manafique
Prolly leave when I finally reach
What I wanna be
If you a sleep
Then I’m here to ring
Put alarm on speaks
This a breeze can you feel the things
Changing when I speak
Never screech peddle leveling
Keep it up to speed
Each gotta make a crease
Tender in the rink
Teach but they’d rather leech
It ain’t what seems
Blow a Kiss need to tell em preesh middle finger leaks out
Coming from the east side
They don’t understand the vision gotta add a B side
We sign
No deal ever honey I prefer the steep climb up
I done come from nothing like the big bang
This lil mother f#cka did a big thang
Had nothing left in my pocket
Vacant sign on my wallet
More Money to come
More money to go
Leave me alone don’t a loan need a lawn chair
And a comb I belong hair
More rare then no rings with a pall bear
Rudy Gobert couldn’t even stop the flow
I bring heat like jalapeño
I do me f#ck a key I stay off a note
This bean need bread like a sloppy Joe
Half chi ca no
My grandpa a conquistador
My flow heat it could eat the snow
Yeah
Yeah
I Kill beats let the reaper know
My words live where the speaker go
I’m chiefin bro I’m leaving bro
I’m hot kid gotta fever close
The top pick and the sequel closed
The lock smith gotta way he no see the codes
These mother f#ckers never understanding we don’t wanna run the planet want the galaxy in hand and
Every time I hit the stage it’s like I’m ripping through the banner
If it’s just about the music then they prolly wouldn’t matter
So dawg
That’s the cold truth
Till I go poof
Grab a board write a whole proof I could coach through
God I Gotta lotta bones picked others combed through
Why the f#ck you even talking bout what you won’t do
*what he won’t do*
Magician no missing
The jumpers are falling today
Kid on mission since microbes were crawling the cave
Did the religion told god to get out the way
Molars and cuspids and canines not giving away
I’ll take a bigger bite like a toll then I’m throwing change
Jesus walked on water the kid is rowing the banks
Unemployed is shaking we climbing up through the ranks
Think of it like this we don’t give a f#ck what you think
Yeah
Think of it like this we don’t give a f#ck what you think
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