Skyblew Rock Paper Scissors!
(Verse 1)
Flow so, solid as a rock, rock on
why they throwing stones in a glass home?
Got a throne made of limestone
they rewind songs, check the time stone
I'm fossilized bones
Cuz i'm ahead of my time, presently I'ma memory
my past rhymes crystallized imagery
Igneous style, I'm cooling in the center of the earth
food for thought, let me heat it up first
Wait, let me start on clean slate
only man wide awake in a Dream state
Fantasize about a house in Japan with the marble floors
before I'm chalked out, bored in a morgue
Oh lord, quartz G-Shock watch, I don't need a rollie
only few know me
Pour me up a bowl of Fruity Pebbles, then pedal to the metal
don't take life for granted, they making deals with the devil
But not us, sands of time I can't trust
won't spend infinite stoned, the snap of a finger we could be dust
I live for the rush, was formed underground
Metamorphic, the surface was lush
So I bust through, the underdogs rejoice
pounds and peace signs, clap for ya boys
pounds and peace signs, clap for ya boys
pounds and peace signs
Had to hit 'em with it 3 times
made diamonds out of coal, I'ma speak mines
tunnels full of shrines
Gems let it shine, the mountain we climb
getting better with time, never see a decline
[Chorus]
Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!
Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!
Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!
Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!
(Verse 2)
Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!
achoo, I'm blessed, I need some tissue
Just a joke, but critics are gonna run with it
magazines, newspapers, I'm done with it
Submitting all night to these blog sites
for years with no response, these rappers all hype
Chasing dollar bills, with no skills
head over heels, I guess autotune pay the bills
Where the real??? Play your cards right, invest in stock
my stickers glossy, stuck to clocks
So it's my time, cut it out you ain't razor sharp
stamped the envelope, let a male share his art
Rest in peace Tony Starks, got a hero's heart
life's a movie, feeling like I know every part
I'ma product of Sonic and Jademan Comics
making cardboard forts, my harmonics
are atomic, the bomb! Slice of life in these tracks
friends be the first to put a knife in your back
Snip away the fakes ones, then rejoice
pounds and peace signs, clap for ya boys