My Turn

[Verse 1: SkyBlew]
Don’t need hours preparing
Just a couple minutes
I don’t buy into gimmicks
Defying all limits
My eye on the finish
They don’t spy on the menace
Only providers of truth
Life’s rooted in blemish
A feeling [?]
Overstanding the sentence
Paragraphs they gasp
Chemist with the pad
I follow no fads
Create in the lab
Trend-setting ex-friends trekking forsaken paths
Don’t play in the [?]
Rather slay ‘em with laughs
Then submerge in these words
Clean as a bubble bath
Hustlе this math
Plus I’m adding the facts
They dividing the mass
Subtracting thе staff equals isolation
But I’m patient for better days
Let us pray for the lost nation
Dreamers are my congregation
Preaching innovation
I’ma need a standing ovation

[Chorus]
Time to blow this scene like a movie explosion
Gotcha open
Don’t front
Know you hopin’ the real will return
Here they come, come
Destiny already confirmed
Play with fire, you burn
But I’m cool ’til it’s my turn
My turn, my turn
When is my turn?
So I can [?] in your face like a sideburn
Keep sleeping though
Wait ’til my turn

[Verse 2: MayDay]
Soulful stanzas for all of my [?]
Deep fixated on how to break standards
Remember they questioned us
The crowd raised they hands up
Like mind your manners?
But of course we nice
Learned to store light
Endure long nights
Now we Borealis bright
Or stars in case they ice
[?] cracking carbonite
Force of the day Jedi
Alchemize ill intent as the lightning strikes
Thunder tones [?] appetite uh
Produce flames as my passion ignites, rah
Got the dragon drive
So when it’s my turn
Don’t expect for me to stay in the lines
Color them surprises
A blackout on this road rage
[?] don’t have to speed to see the signs
So shine, refine and realize
Try to cut it two a time
Slice the wrong why

[Chorus]
Time to blow this scene like a movie explosion
Gotcha open
Don’t front
Know you hopin’ the real will return
Here they come, come
Destiny already confirmed
Play with fire, you burn
But I’m cool ’til it’s my turn
My turn, my turn
When is my turn?
So I can [?] in your face like a sideburn
Keep sleeping though
Wait ’til my turn

[Verse 3: SkyBlew]
On time even when I’m late
My hunger won’t be appeased with plates
I’ma need a wok in this place
Stir frying in your face
No hibachi wasabi heating up the blaze
[?]ing up the bass, going dumb over drums
Mental capacity weighs a ton
You’re done
My turn to become great
Yeah I’m sure
As the sand to the beach
Get my hands on a beat
Then it’s over
They calling blueprints old Hova
We mow soldiers
Flow cool as freezer, brotha
Giving cold shoulder
I overload quotas
Pay what you owe us
Say you better?
Well, show us

[Chorus]
Time to blow this scene like a movie explosion
Gotcha open
Don’t front
Know you hopin’ the real will return
Here they come, come
Destiny already confirmed
Play with fire, you burn
But I’m cool ’til it’s my turn
My turn, my turn
When is my turn?
So I can [?] in your face like a sideburn
Keep sleeping though
Wait ’til my turn

Time to blow this scene like a movie explosion
Gotcha open
Don’t front
Know you hopin’ the real will return
Here they come, come
Destiny already confirmed
Play with fire, you burn
But I’m cool ’til it’s my turn
My turn, my turn
When is my turn?
So I can [?] in your face like a sideburn
Keep sleeping though
Wait ’til my turn