Rock, Paper, Scissors!

[Verse 1]
Flow so…
Uh, solid as a rock, rock on
Why they throwing stones in a glass home? Huh?
Got a throne made of limestone, they rewind songs
Check the time stone, I’m fossilized bones
‘cause I’m ahead of my time, presently I’m a memory
My past rhymes crystallized imagery, look
[?] style, I’m cooler than the center of the earth
Food for thought, let me heat it up first, wait
Let me start on a 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 [?] in a morgue, oh lord
Course G-Shock watch, I don’t need a Roley
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 infinity 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 pushed through
The underdogs rejoice
Pounds and peace signs, clap for your boys
Pounds and peace signs, clap for your boys
Pounds and peace signs
Had to hit ‘em with it three times
Made diamonds out of coal, I’ma speak mine’s
[?] full of shrines
Gems, let it shine
The mountain we climb
Getting better with time
Never said decline (uh uh, ever)

[Refrain]
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 the critics 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
Why the real?
Play your cards right, invest in stock
My stickers glossy, stunt the clock so it’s my time
Cut it out, you ain’t razor sharp
Stamp 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’m a product of Sonic and J-Man 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 fake ones then rejoice
Pounds and peace signs, clap for your boys

[Refrain]
Rock, paper, scissors, shoot
Rock, paper, scissors, shoot
Rock, paper, scissors, shoot
Rock, paper, scissors, shoot