TypeRight - TypeRight

Probably this oughta be part of my autobiography
This hero's story need a heroine like I need poppy seeds
Currently I concentrate on fulfilling the prophecy
Hoping Penelope waiting for me post odyssey
I've studied all the texts I still search for philosophy, a
Bit of a novelty the way I flow with oddity
Other rappers sounding so blah blah blahbity
Gotta be me to give the game a lobotomy

It's only right that I'm holding the mic
I ignite the cypher session whether morning or night
From the warmest days to coldest nights you know I'm hitting open mics
I got to speak on beat or I'll be angry like a poltergeist

Ain't nobody drop a soliloquy half as ill as me
I still bring humility to my delivery
Got the will in me to be killin' these metaphors and similes
Anybody standing in my way is now my enemy

Poetic devices and evident niceness
My prophetic advice is this is a definite crisis
Sympathetic indictments of the pathetic and lifeless
Forget that shit and leave the men to their vices

If you sew what you reap, you go and you creep on sheep
Little bow and you peep show you hoin' ya cheap
They gonna expose lonely deceit
That's why I stay focused on flowin' unique

These wack rappers dancing in the candle light
And pantomiming blowing a dandelion
They try to hype the crowd but sadly they just can't excite em
I'm tantalizing leave the sample riding
I damage items, acidic and hard as

Fuck like Anodizing, can't stand the channel fivin
Scare tactics every man alive and their demises
Fantasized and canonized for every pair of eyes
Their careless lies seem to leave the game paralyzed

I'm better medicine than Excedrin leveling
Weathered veterans I jettison dead weight pots and kettles and
Peddling menaces apprentices who ain't measuring up
Impediments block stop they settling and never enough

I bubble I'm leavened I puzzle I question
The trouble with heaven is which God I struggle impressing
The public obsession with insignificant differences
And missives of dissident participants lent causes of omnipotence

Ignorance passed from father to son
Tales improperly spun with objects of prophecies hung
If you ask me morality comes from within
Fallacies tragically lending gravity to men

Who wield it in the name of maintaining the status quo
Mainline straight to your vein then hang low
I might seem insane deranged and may be so
But I came to stake my claim and break your chains you assholes

So can I do it you bet it I did it better
I syncopate the rhythm we need it more than ever
In these days where we lost in a maze we can't see through the haze
And every single human seeking some praise

But I don't mean to leave you in a state of malaise
I'm making a name, clearly seek to be changing the game
Precipitous cynics and mimics think the vision is attained
But they strain with the weight of what I'm saying god damn

I am risen I got the vision the benediction
I stop a schism with proper wisdom it's an addiction
I lock the prison lots of evidence a premonition
Demolition in ten editions sent to sentimentally

Christen and eventually mentally written sentence me emptily
Didn't he bitterly Mimic me digitally
Did it or not, we vividly diminish the sinister plot
We polyglots mollywhop these lollipops that

Seem to wanna body rock block to block hot shots mock
Thoughts of those who woke and spoke hope wrote with a pen and a pad
We bring the energy back
Channel they jealousy to melody rap

Identity tentatively tempted my memories embassies
Sent to me tempering tempestuous tendencies
But when the storm show through I'll warn you
I make jason bourne's moves look like the norm dudes

Flip henchmen mixed martial like a ninja turtle fight
I'm ripped shredded sick need medic and yes I murder mics
But I'm just playing my part, state of the art verbal
Arsonist sparking this marvelous straight from the heart

I intend to last like the wisest of sages
This music is ageless, it's proven every time I display it
This Is TypeRight signing off leaving you to disseminate
The separatist messages that I've left and set to detonate

Written by:
Tyler Wilson

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