Good Gracious (Pt 2)

[Verse 1]
If I step my game up more than this, they’ll be lost in translation
Of tryna find my coordinates, don’t be a subordinate
Come and tryna battle me
If so, wait, Shakespeare, gon’ be a tragedy
Circle swanky, watching the moves that I’m making
Don’t get it mistaken, know I’m cooking, check the apron
They faking the cool, rappers is cruel with no spirit
Be little as ants, ain’t tryna hear it, man
Mega mind on the road to El Dorado though I see no worse
First bug in his life gonna make the dream work
See how the scheme work?
Life a movie animated, innovated with text, some hated though
Flexing the flow, see [?], Xs and Os
The seconds unfold, they checking the slopes ice cold
Quotes I wrote leave microscopes I hope
You ain’t chasing the wave, whatever floats your boat
Elope with dreams, we all that’s left
No white Twix, hype mix, help cope with what the future predicts
I don’t vote, politics are fixed
I'm Rock Lee and Nike dunks, mainly doing this for kicks, y’all

[Chorus]
Got rid of the old me, that’s out the way now
Yeah, check rhymes like Phife
I scribe my life, these words don’t fade out
God making a way now, okay now
Passed curfew, might as well stay out
We off that wave, oh Lord, touche
Don’t waste my days, that’s played out

In my cloud going up
Won’t stop ‘cause I can’t get enough like
Good gracious, nobody can face us
We write with a pen so nobody can erase us
Good gracious, say word
Good gracious, Lord
Good gracious, say word
Good gracious, word, word
La di da di, we party all night, we hardly sleep

[Verse 2]
Psych, that’s time being wasted
I perform surgery, my vision past Lasik
Chicks wanna dance, mommy, that’s basic
An artist, your outline made me wanna trace it
Look, inside the life when I write, your spirit
Follow the light, thinks it’s magic the moves I make
Barred from slight, ain’t no fear in me
Willie D, it’s your mind playing tricks
Think you’re messing with a jedi, said I, who who?
Ghetto Boy from the sticks
It’s a sign, Blair Witch, figure it out like Snick
It’s in the wrist, plus game supreme
Playing Sega on Saturn, turning my nights into dreams
Uptight in they DNA, I don’t like skinny jeans
Loosen up, quit the stressing over silly things, king

[Chorus]
Got rid of the old me, that’s out the way now
Yeah, check rhymes like Phife
I scribe my life, these words don’t fade out
God making a way now, okay now
Passed curfew, might as well stay out
We off that wave, oh Lord, touche
Don’t waste my days, that’s played out

In my cloud going up
Won’t stop ‘cause I can’t get enough like
Good gracious, nobody can face us
We write with a pen so nobody can erase us
Good gracious, say word
Good gracious, Lord
Good gracious, say word
Good gracious, word, word

In my cloud going up
Won’t stop ‘cause I can’t get enough like
Good gracious, nobody can face us
We write with a pen so nobody can erase us
Good gracious, say word
Good gracious, Lord
Good gracious, say word
Good gracious, word, word