Ash Jetson - Adamant.
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Chorus:
My thoughts adamant
Fake shit, I'm not having it
Gone mannequin
Off a bag of the dark cannabis
Hard challenges
Make it so I can't stop grabbing it
Lost travellin
In the land of the non passionate
Verse:
Came back from the dead
But I'm not Lazarus
You must have a crack in your head
Said I'm not nastiest
Sick, morose
How I infect with these different flows
Centripetal
From scientific to biblical
And it's still jetson hoe if you didn't know
Chicks still tryna kiss me
Like I'm standing under mistletoe
The mystical
With the aura shining indigo
Make the fat lady hit a note
Like when pistols blow
I could start a fire in the snow
With these scribbled poems
The epitome of the broken and reforged
Can't be separated
Like ocean and seashore
Spit on the 3-4
And people see The Lord
Dumb addictive, From just one listen
You're gon need more
Thats crack in a verse
Track in a hearse
Why'd you take that flow from me
Without asking me first?
Nigga That's like takin grass from the dirt
Said your ass gonna learn
You get snapped like the pack when it burn
Till the day they put my ash in an urn
If your ass hadn't heard
Create the future cause the past didn't work
And leave you in the past
While we watch the calendar turn
Gold in my soul
Don't care what a challenger earned
Because inside is God's palace at work
You can't fathom the worth
The kingdom of heaven is within
So
Don't look to the sky
Look in your eyes
You're the one who knows if you were bad
Or good when you die
You're the one that knows
If you should or shouldn't get high
I got my answers
From the words in this rhyme
So as I'm turning through time
Ima just keep burning this pine
Asserting my mind
And makin sure I'm perfect with rhymes
Discerning what's wrong
Discerning what's right
Bringing about a turn of the tides
With everything I've learned from this life
Nigga, and yall are just serpents that lie
So I keep my eye on the garden
Like Adam, man
When I see the eyes with the slits
I split like atoms, man
Write words that nobody ever can again
Freshly painted wall
This is what you can't stand against
And
Chorus:
My thoughts adamant
Fake shit, I'm not having it
Gone mannequin
Off a bag of the dark cannabis
Hard challenges
Make it so I can't stop grabbing it
Lost travellin
In the land of the non passionate
Thoughts adamant
Fake shit, I'm not having it
Gone mannequin
Off a bag of the dark cannabis
Hard challenges
Make it so I can't stop grabbing it
Lost travellin
In the land of the non passionate
Came back from the dead
But I'm not Lazarus
You must have a crack in your head
Said I'm not nastiest
You must have a crack in your head
Said I'm not nastiest
Boi
My thoughts adamant
Fake shit, I'm not having it
Gone mannequin
Off a bag of the dark cannabis
Hard challenges
Make it so I can't stop grabbing it
Lost travellin
In the land of the non passionate
Verse:
Came back from the dead
But I'm not Lazarus
You must have a crack in your head
Said I'm not nastiest
Sick, morose
How I infect with these different flows
Centripetal
From scientific to biblical
And it's still jetson hoe if you didn't know
Chicks still tryna kiss me
Like I'm standing under mistletoe
The mystical
With the aura shining indigo
Make the fat lady hit a note
Like when pistols blow
I could start a fire in the snow
With these scribbled poems
The epitome of the broken and reforged
Can't be separated
Like ocean and seashore
Spit on the 3-4
And people see The Lord
Dumb addictive, From just one listen
You're gon need more
Thats crack in a verse
Track in a hearse
Why'd you take that flow from me
Without asking me first?
Nigga That's like takin grass from the dirt
Said your ass gonna learn
You get snapped like the pack when it burn
Till the day they put my ash in an urn
If your ass hadn't heard
Create the future cause the past didn't work
And leave you in the past
While we watch the calendar turn
Gold in my soul
Don't care what a challenger earned
Because inside is God's palace at work
You can't fathom the worth
The kingdom of heaven is within
So
Don't look to the sky
Look in your eyes
You're the one who knows if you were bad
Or good when you die
You're the one that knows
If you should or shouldn't get high
I got my answers
From the words in this rhyme
So as I'm turning through time
Ima just keep burning this pine
Asserting my mind
And makin sure I'm perfect with rhymes
Discerning what's wrong
Discerning what's right
Bringing about a turn of the tides
With everything I've learned from this life
Nigga, and yall are just serpents that lie
So I keep my eye on the garden
Like Adam, man
When I see the eyes with the slits
I split like atoms, man
Write words that nobody ever can again
Freshly painted wall
This is what you can't stand against
And
Chorus:
My thoughts adamant
Fake shit, I'm not having it
Gone mannequin
Off a bag of the dark cannabis
Hard challenges
Make it so I can't stop grabbing it
Lost travellin
In the land of the non passionate
Thoughts adamant
Fake shit, I'm not having it
Gone mannequin
Off a bag of the dark cannabis
Hard challenges
Make it so I can't stop grabbing it
Lost travellin
In the land of the non passionate
Came back from the dead
But I'm not Lazarus
You must have a crack in your head
Said I'm not nastiest
You must have a crack in your head
Said I'm not nastiest
Boi
