Tide Of Life Lyrics - Singles - Cyne

It's the ouiji bomb playas sneakin up on the avenues 

From ante up we jump the snake eyes bout the battle you 

Hold your hands up heard you're back from sabbatical 

Our playas so smooth gimme room while I challenge you 

Sights never saw in a day only in evenings 

Transparent dark views you while you're sleeping 

Be the overachiever the human heat seeker 

The tactile style that's wild giving you seizures 

Slow motherfuckers these skill packed cerritas 

You're doing me bizarre sorry as hell you're just zemuh 

Gangsta lean holdin my dreams hope perceiver 

Do what you mean better redeem or be believer 

Fresh grooves from soft planets making it so hard 

From the recipient act lenin damn it we go a ball 

Like sandcastles from rent bitch you go on far 

With the tie with the tie with tie, huh, tired of life 

Automatic static im flowing through watching your phone line 

Connect to the internet it dials like its so fine 

Forever elevated its taking me so hot 

Inhale lets ride after reason that im so fly 

Quick connect to firewire I wont lie 

Got to write love to hell just to get by 

But what it kiss thetic kinetic till I touch my 

Blind looking for answers until I let my ears fire 

A certain resonance with the presence of elegant African elephants for when the sound skates effortless 

Its written in wisdom that banks are sound system 

Air waves behave radio head contradict you 

Fresh grooves from soft planets making it so hard 

From the recipient act lenin damn it we go a ball 

Like sandcastles from rent bitch you go on far 

With the tie with the tie with the tie huh tired of life 

Moving in action we're burnin in the afternoon 

We keep the moves subtle and bubble on honorable follow through 

Methodical its speeds you we gin it or we capture you 

You grip tight in a deck we sweat in higher altitudes 

We never lose to those who don't get it 

How your future speaks and in planet in chromed out sinless living 

I fear the menace so I talk to dawns 

My cell phone got an altered call and beat em and beat em 

Now forgive me fly like a pelican bead 

Its do or die breathe a nine now who wanna no heed 

No while African back with the pen to the pad again 

So that's a wrap for yall the phony rap acts in this game called music 

Some do abuse it 

I'll reach for your toe be a found now I'm bruising no jass 

To a rap womb word is my wingman 

I'm canen its prime rhyme you have to piss so half assed 

You get gassed the fragments made you 

I came from the grind up the broad it paid you 

Fuck up you aint ever gon last til it lives 

that's for every chingy type rapper pulls in his lips 

We're shitting on yall why spotting lyrics so brawl 

Knock the wind knock the lame blame steven segal 

Im jacking your chant k-o flow to win 

My nigga scythe got that water full mars can we begin, go