Stoop Season

[Verse 1: Nico Lindsay]
Hey, yo, channeling my energy, telepathy
Seeing how my past words made me log in to see the present me
Inspired by the essence that will never leave
Young in the night, flavour of the old school, word to Beverly
In school they promote to us to get a dream but after school
Part time in retail ain't enough for you to get it clean
Dirty visions like spreading cream
But not set [?] start getting cream, mean
Faces looking when I drop a verse
Like I rolled on home turf, popped, body dropped and I drove the hearse
Life was always fucked but as your new addition in
You feel it's gotten worse
You're old enough to research and clock the Earth
Too busy clocking games
So money in the house is low and think of ways to get a gain
Apply too much pressure and you get a strain
AKA a stretch getting tense, everyting is flames

[Verse 2: Trim]
Yo, yo, the pillow talking, they want me
To take it all lying down like Rupert Saunders
They're writing my postmortem, I'm being slept on
Before they've even seen any signs of rigamortis
But good morning, I'm morbidly obese with it
I've made my bed and currently looking for girls with some team spirit
The dream's vivid, who else could make this silence awkward
While waking up on the wrong side of the ceiling?
Diluting this water with some blood to add some feeling
It's the E14 guy, back with an East lyric
Swearing blind that most of these MCs
Have only ever-ever, ever-ever been gimmicks
Man are still going Popeye
They ain't even seen spinach
And I know my little cousin's got this still
I'm finished

[Verse 3: Nico Lindsay]
A dark scary tone with a short brown stereo
Personified as I blast waves into your air, we go
Staring so emotionless, composed but ferocious
Rhythm like a cannibal, hovering over [?] souls
I piss out, I'm feeling lighter
I give illusion to trust you, colours shining brighter
Let me see if I like ya
If it's real, then time for each three like a Lyca
But if I don't time's money and I'm waving goodbye, cuz
Raised in the North, LDN friends, keep a few
Everybody wants from you but they don't want you to do
They want you to don't unless the ting can help you improve
And even if do, it's strange cause underneath you
Nobody wants to be the king's sideman, they want the crown
So even though they seem cool, it's only cool for now
Until the time's right to turn and take off a head
So when the time comes, awareness raised, now defend

[Outro]
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