Beats, Rhymes & Life - Clear Soul Forces

Rock rock y’all it ain’t nothing like this

Beats rhymes and life we we own the night like (like what)

Bitch get some soul in your life uh, get some soul in your life uh

Get the fire started, my beat selection process is equivalent to buying a house

we intend to burn to the ground

We meditate in arson stealth mode, type in the health code

And proof on, with no jewels on, droppin' a new bomb

You clip coupons, we save more than Sam’s club

Crew of, Sam goodies black hoodies, type of style as you want

This ruff and rugged rap, Rastafari hit you with a thunder clap

Ilaj, switch the joint nigga boom bap

My favourite counteract is counter rap for those who know cardiac

The youngest thundercat with rap inception of an Armagnac

It’s time for that

Puff the local demolition with the tesseract

And test your cataract

While your kitten lickin' my cul de sac

We be duckin' off to the side bubble like cutting peroxides

Slappin' radical raps half-hazardly male monotony

Coz honestly the industry policy’s blockin' honesty

Complete creative robbery sloppily over choppy beats

This sound like Hip Hop to me, ATLiens

I crash land the planet came to save Homosapiens

These nights I’m always in a daze, don’t know what day it is

Satur-Tues-Mon-Wed-Thurs-Sunday again

Whattup my nigga, racial epithet

It’s hell on earth, the block is hot make Satan break a sweat

I’m half baked third good on my side

I’m said to brawl, cook the game from the inside

Infiltrate flows, infinite Trojan horse of sentences

The virus please show me where the system is

Y’all get it right

Uh, it’s me again put a rapper in they cripple across face

And the sound of them tappin' out is the BPM

Verbal voodoo my musical, the boom bap rituals

Tony Stark tellin' Jobs to blast missiles from my cuticles

Blowin' and usual, rappers wanna pass it past juveniles

Shoot a unit beam through you, you too parkin lots and a Subaru

Hyper?

rockin' most and jump up to get the power boost

I’m steppin' all over your optical’s, feelin vision it’s comical

The doctor who, sticked it in stitches, a astronomical

Judging my fossil fuels, spark it now escape is impossible

Every verse is encoded incursive vivid in techni-colourin

All your verses doodled in a doodle brown Crayola

Embodied the Ayatollah, spit vibrance with medulla’s in the cut

And raw as fuck ever since they snipped the umbilical

Fire pencil, utensils produce a product that’s hotter than

A habanero vinegar pepper that Peter pickle

I deal with real issues, relish it and revoke

Classic blast it no cheese no bread and no deal

Shit’s real but still flowin' like I’m distilled

Purify the holy water, God body thought I told ya

Told ya, now we soke her with raps and crazy Profilax

In fact when we spit it you need a Nintendo expansion pack coz you be playin'

that

Female Labrador but I’m half as raw

Like my vocal chords and punch like Ganondorf

You twice as soft, memory foaming, charming salesmen calling off

I rock your jaw and I catapult your brains to make you hold your thought

Too old to be a prodigy, too young to be considered the greatest ever

I’m probably showin' the world my novelties, them note books

Filled to the ceiling with fulfilling the prophesies

Ducking and dodging poverty soon to become anomaly, uh

This shit is like writing a letter backwards, startin' at the bottom

Sincerely yours Noveliss

Work my way to the body, embodying each column

Stayin' inside the margin still marchin' chasin' that margerine