Montana [IAVB] by Iamvellyblaze

[Intro: heavy melodic background sample vocal loops ]
Yeah…
Look—
East side energy, entropy entering enemies mentally,
Center me—
Uh—

[Pre-Hook]
TonyMontana, AL pachino my familia soprano 
wristinthekitchenflippin mortal kombat feel like I got four arms on me, goro, I got a white girl like miri she calling me Zac like she wan make a porno
I'm writing out my life shit is biblical genises I'm going OT i cut it up zoro canadian currency im in Ontario I pour my heart out she drinking it slow doe' remember my name, I dance in flames like im fighting with lucifer they think I'm selling my soul tho wait,

(Look)
Acknowledge the architect, articulatin' the art of the artifact,
Harder than cardiac arrest, I’m startin' to harvest the heart of the heartless,
Apart from the darkness, I’m sparkin' the light in the middle of the garden,
Pardon the martyred, I’m part of the part of the people who never been guarded.
(Yeah, yeah)
See, the flow is a fluid, I’m doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it,
Provin' it, smooth as a lubricant, losin' it,
Who is the student? I’m schoolin' 'em, rulin' 'em,
Cruel with the tools, I’m a fuel in the unit,
I’m coolin' it, foolin' 'em, pullin' 'em into the pool of the ruined.
(Speed it up)
Pickin' up the pace, I’m a race with a case of the lace,
In the face of the base, I’m a trace of the grace,
With a taste of the waste, I’m a space in the place,
Never misplaced, I’m a haste with a waist,
Got the bass in the chase, I’m a mace in the vase.
(Switch)
I’m the East Atlanta anomaly, honestly,
Follow me, swallow the pride, it’s a policy,
Modesty’s gone, I’m a prodigy, probably,
Robbin' the industry, call it a robbery,
Quality over the quantity, constantly,
Talkin' to God, it’s a solemn soliloquy.
(Ye)

wrote it...

TonyMontana, AL pachino my familia soprano 
wristinthekitchenflippin mortal kombat feel like I got four arms on me, goro, I got a white girl like miri she calling me Zac like she wan make a porno
I'm writing out my life shit is biblical genises I'm going OT i cut it up zoro canadian currency im in Ontario I pour my heart out she drinking it slow doe' remember my name, I dance in flames like im fighting with lucifer they think I'm selling my soul tho wait,

[Verse]

I’m in a labyrinth, laughing at fate, elaborate patterns I paint,
Blade in the back of the map where the snakes and the savages slither and wait,
Minute I pivot, I’m spinning the scrimmage, I scrabble and scramble the greats,
Hand on the throttle, I bottle the rage and then launch it straight outta the crate.

Digitally disciplined, militant syllables ripple and ricochet,
Minimal sentiment, venomous penmanship—etching my epitaph intricate,
Vision a prism, I split it in prisms and prism again when I innovate,
Living in intervals, sprinting through cynical intervals, never decelerate.

Who want the static? I channel the havoc, mechanical miracle,
Lyrical miracle, spherical stereo—hearing the fear in you,
Here for the burial, carry the character, caricature serial,
Killing the narrative, tearing the fabric of arrogance, perilous.

Parable prophet, I profit off pain and the problems I process,
Clocking the gossip, I jot it in pockets of logic and lock it,
Rocketed thought—astronaut audibles audible, off of the comet,
Common denominator: dominant, bombing the continent—conscious.

Hopping the fence of the senate, the sentiment bent like a filament,
Peddling medicine, meddling metals and medals embedded in sediment,
Never repetitive, competitive predator pressing the predicate,
Set a precedent—elegant etiquette shredded irrelevant rhetoric.

I got a bone to pick with the throne and the king on the hill,
Stone in the sling, let it ring—David aiming to drill,
Cold as a winter in Denver, remember December was still,
Now I’m the ember that entered the center and set it ablaze with the will.

Silhouette dancing with doubt in the drought of the dream I was doubting,
Fountain of youth in the booth—truth sprouting and routing the mountains,
Count it—amounting to more than the fortune that’s stored in accounting,
Sounding astounding, surrounding the crown with the thunder and clout, then I—

Shift in a second, aggressive progression, obsessive with flexing the flow,
Testing the threshold, I threshold the threshold and go where the threshold won’t go,
Neck of the woods where the wolves in the hoods understood what I know,
Bread on the stove, head on a swivel, survival revival the code.

I am anomaly, commonly calm but a comet when problems approach,
Plotting the odyssey, carving a prophecy out of the smoke,
Dropping the modesty—honesty honestly harder than gold,
Soul in the scroll, control in the pulse of a poet possessed by the oath.

---

[Outro]
Yeah—
Rapid-fire rain, let it ricochet.
From the roots to the roof, I renovate.
Entropy energy—center stage.
East side, we elevate.

4845/7500

[Intro: heavy melodic background sample vocal loops ] Yeah… Look— East side energy, entropy entering enemies mentally, Center me— Uh— [Pre-Hook] TonyMontana, AL pachino my familia soprano wristinthekitchenflippin mortal kombat feel like I got four arms on me, goro, I got a white girl like miri she calling me Zac like she wan make a porno I'm writing out my life shit is biblical genises I'm going OT i cut it up zoro canadian currency im in Ontario I pour my heart out she drinking it slow doe' remember my name, I dance in flames like im fighting with lucifer they think I'm selling my soul tho wait, (Look) Acknowledge the architect, articulatin' the art of the artifact, Harder than cardiac arrest, I’m startin' to harvest the heart of the heartless, Apart from the darkness, I’m sparkin' the light in the middle of the garden, Pardon the martyred, I’m part of the part of the people who never been guarded. (Yeah, yeah) See, the flow is a fluid, I’m doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, Provin' it, smooth as a lubricant, losin' it, Who is the student? I’m schoolin' 'em, rulin' 'em, Cruel with the tools, I’m a fuel in the unit, I’m coolin' it, foolin' 'em, pullin' 'em into the pool of the ruined. (Speed it up) Pickin' up the pace, I’m a race with a case of the lace, In the face of the base, I’m a trace of the grace, With a taste of the waste, I’m a space in the place, Never misplaced, I’m a haste with a waist, Got the bass in the chase, I’m a mace in the vase. (Switch) I’m the East Atlanta anomaly, honestly, Follow me, swallow the pride, it’s a policy, Modesty’s gone, I’m a prodigy, probably, Robbin' the industry, call it a robbery, Quality over the quantity, constantly, Talkin' to God, it’s a solemn soliloquy. (Ye) -- -- wrote it... TonyMontana, AL pachino my familia soprano wristinthekitchenflippin mortal kombat feel like I got four arms on me, goro, I got a white girl like miri she calling me Zac like she wan make a porno I'm writing out my life shit is biblical genises I'm going OT i cut it up zoro canadian currency im in Ontario I pour my heart out she drinking it slow doe' remember my name, I dance in flames like im fighting with lucifer they think I'm selling my soul tho wait, [Verse] I’m in a labyrinth, laughing at fate, elaborate patterns I paint, Blade in the back of the map where the snakes and the savages slither and wait, Minute I pivot, I’m spinning the scrimmage, I scrabble and scramble the greats, Hand on the throttle, I bottle the rage and then launch it straight outta the crate. Digitally disciplined, militant syllables ripple and ricochet, Minimal sentiment, venomous penmanship—etching my epitaph intricate, Vision a prism, I split it in prisms and prism again when I innovate, Living in intervals, sprinting through cynical intervals, never decelerate. Who want the static? I channel the havoc, mechanical miracle, Lyrical miracle, spherical stereo—hearing the fear in you, Here for the burial, carry the character, caricature serial, Killing the narrative, tearing the fabric of arrogance, perilous. Parable prophet, I profit off pain and the problems I process, Clocking the gossip, I jot it in pockets of logic and lock it, Rocketed thought—astronaut audibles audible, off of the comet, Common denominator: dominant, bombing the continent—conscious. Hopping the fence of the senate, the sentiment bent like a filament, Peddling medicine, meddling metals and medals embedded in sediment, Never repetitive, competitive predator pressing the predicate, Set a precedent—elegant etiquette shredded irrelevant rhetoric. I got a bone to pick with the throne and the king on the hill, Stone in the sling, let it ring—David aiming to drill, Cold as a winter in Denver, remember December was still, Now I’m the ember that entered the center and set it ablaze with the will. Silhouette dancing with doubt in the drought of the dream I was doubting, Fountain of youth in the booth—truth sprouting and routing the mountains, Count it—amounting to more than the fortune that’s stored in accounting, Sounding astounding, surrounding the crown with the thunder and clout, then I— Shift in a second, aggressive progression, obsessive with flexing the flow, Testing the threshold, I threshold the threshold and go where the threshold won’t go, Neck of the woods where the wolves in the hoods understood what I know, Bread on the stove, head on a swivel, survival revival the code. I am anomaly, commonly calm but a comet when problems approach, Plotting the odyssey, carving a prophecy out of the smoke, Dropping the modesty—honesty honestly harder than gold, Soul in the scroll, control in the pulse of a poet possessed by the oath. --- [Outro] Yeah— Rapid-fire rain, let it ricochet. From the roots to the roof, I renovate. Entropy energy—center stage. East side, we elevate.

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