Ciz - UnTouchable
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Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool
It's ciz on the mic.. don’t care if you don't like
{verse}
Guess who's back like i never left
Yeah, my eyes are still red like i never slept
I never did to be fair, but nevertheless
My rapping is my passion now, i bet you woulda never guessed
When they know i’m on the mic first, hella stress
He knows i gave his girl the pipe first, hella stress
I'm always coming first, never say i'm up nеxt
Unless we talking when his gally wants a fun fеst
Or rough sex, either way i fuck the beat up
Give me any instrumental and i'll wheel up
It's like i'm turning too fast, still i'm gonna speed up
Yeah, i be doing this for fun, not to get my p's up
Same old ciz but a lot has changed
Yeah, i’m cool, but underneath i got a lot of rage
But i keep it under wraps cause i’m bunning sage
Me and max on the tracks making something strange
Cause like i said, my rapping is my catharsis
Smoking on my brauchli, i'm marcus
I mean broccoli
Gotta chill it with the drinks so i can talk properly
But no one ain’t stopping me
You feeling kinda peckish, i got plenty on my plate
Cause i grind 25/8, not 24/7
I'm with tomorrow's teachers, don't need another lesson
Let the henny pour when i be stressing
Cause i be living the high way
And if you don’t like it then go and take the highway
To hell is where i'm going
Whenever i'm flowing, man, i make it freeze over
Cause i'm colder than the lowest points of the ocean
When i'm waved it's a effortless motion
When i hold the mic i pepper and smoke him
If he was some weed then i defo wouldn't toke him
Cause his shit's coming like
It's not potent
Beseech my opponent
Beseech him to never even think about saying that he's spraying it at my level
Cause my iq is coming like twice his
And it's a crisis cause i can clutch like vettel
Still ain't got a single fucking shit that i could give
Just be yourself, don't ever resort to hiding it
Didn't think the beat was a horse, but i'm riding it
And you man are beating on a dead one
Me, i'm not selling any light, but i'm here to shed some
Want a bit of ciz, you can come and get some
Licking on my zoot, roll up and get bun
I'm the one you should be putting your bets on
I start to get happy, they're like 'how could you do this?'
Not hard to be zen, you don't have to be buddhist
Monksy at heart and brazilian in nature
All my fucking tunes are a bangladesh like it was asia
Smooth tings over, i don't even wanna face her
Little does she know that i've already replaced her
Faster than wizzy on chaos
I already got the magic like potter, i just need the payper
I had to go ahead and tell 'em
Ever need a little bit of charlie, i just bell him
Ever need the bud for a jay, i just bell him
Any time i'm shooting in the box then it's well-in
You wanna cap in all your raps? i ain't buying what you're selling
I ain't even trying yet i'm bettering
Any room i enter in, smoke alarm entering a state of panic
You know it's kinda tragic
Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool
It's ciz on the mic.. don’t care if you don't like
{verse}
Guess who's back like i never left
Yeah, my eyes are still red like i never slept
I never did to be fair, but nevertheless
My rapping is my passion now, i bet you woulda never guessed
When they know i’m on the mic first, hella stress
He knows i gave his girl the pipe first, hella stress
I'm always coming first, never say i'm up nеxt
Unless we talking when his gally wants a fun fеst
Or rough sex, either way i fuck the beat up
Give me any instrumental and i'll wheel up
It's like i'm turning too fast, still i'm gonna speed up
Yeah, i be doing this for fun, not to get my p's up
Same old ciz but a lot has changed
Yeah, i’m cool, but underneath i got a lot of rage
But i keep it under wraps cause i’m bunning sage
Me and max on the tracks making something strange
Cause like i said, my rapping is my catharsis
Smoking on my brauchli, i'm marcus
I mean broccoli
Gotta chill it with the drinks so i can talk properly
But no one ain’t stopping me
You feeling kinda peckish, i got plenty on my plate
Cause i grind 25/8, not 24/7
I'm with tomorrow's teachers, don't need another lesson
Let the henny pour when i be stressing
Cause i be living the high way
And if you don’t like it then go and take the highway
To hell is where i'm going
Whenever i'm flowing, man, i make it freeze over
Cause i'm colder than the lowest points of the ocean
When i'm waved it's a effortless motion
When i hold the mic i pepper and smoke him
If he was some weed then i defo wouldn't toke him
Cause his shit's coming like
It's not potent
Beseech my opponent
Beseech him to never even think about saying that he's spraying it at my level
Cause my iq is coming like twice his
And it's a crisis cause i can clutch like vettel
Still ain't got a single fucking shit that i could give
Just be yourself, don't ever resort to hiding it
Didn't think the beat was a horse, but i'm riding it
And you man are beating on a dead one
Me, i'm not selling any light, but i'm here to shed some
Want a bit of ciz, you can come and get some
Licking on my zoot, roll up and get bun
I'm the one you should be putting your bets on
I start to get happy, they're like 'how could you do this?'
Not hard to be zen, you don't have to be buddhist
Monksy at heart and brazilian in nature
All my fucking tunes are a bangladesh like it was asia
Smooth tings over, i don't even wanna face her
Little does she know that i've already replaced her
Faster than wizzy on chaos
I already got the magic like potter, i just need the payper
I had to go ahead and tell 'em
Ever need a little bit of charlie, i just bell him
Ever need the bud for a jay, i just bell him
Any time i'm shooting in the box then it's well-in
You wanna cap in all your raps? i ain't buying what you're selling
I ain't even trying yet i'm bettering
Any room i enter in, smoke alarm entering a state of panic
You know it's kinda tragic
