BoothCaughtFire Ft. Ty Sorrell [Prod. Ty Sorrell]

from BEYOND MEASURE by ROBALUTION!

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lyrics

I held the mic like a lightsaber
I had to knight my neighbors (laughs)
NaNa Na Naa
The beat sound like a lightsaber
Getting Swung around
like a pendulum

[Verse: Robalu Gibsun]
DutTaDutDa, NaNaa, NaNaaa Naaaaaaaa
Walk into the booth & the booth caught fire
Working too hard, nervous & calm
Burdenless, aw, Murdering songs
Serving you bigots serpents & frogs
Clutching your heart in the purplish dawn
Park in the pocket, burning your bridges
Thinking of robbing, jobbing & quitting
Sleep in the cruiser, slobbering spitting
Merging & ticking I’m swerving on bitches
Rob Independent Keep leading & winning
Multiple potholes to piss in
Surviving & living like Sovereign Indigenous
Fighting for rights, Fighting for dividends
Map out a budget, detaching your taxes
No more inaction, we full of compassion
Rags to riches, we battle oppression
Been in a casket, counting my blessings
Lyrics put rap in a coffin to balance wit
Dust your flow patterns Disrupt ya whole strategy
F what y’all talmbout, Fk if you mad at me...
Rappers, gold diggers & officers scattering
Had it up to here with they savagery
Buckets on buckets on buckets of flattery
Rob in the mind of god when wine is done
Fuck if you writing sumn, Fuck if you talking bout:
Nah! NahNuh, Naaa - Naaa - NaNaaa Naaaaaaaal
Sweeping down all your pilots
Don’t need trees to be your highness
Every car I flip need alignment
Every bar I spit I won’t confined in
Wise & foolish, surprising buddhists
Ty & Robalu spark the room got higher (Ah!)
I walk into the booth & the booth caught fire!

[Verse: Ty Sorrell]
Where I paint with tide facture
Thru these dirty eyeglasses
See my death in white rapture
Had to mourn thru life’s chapter
And I can’t be tired after
Brought a force a fire faction
And we here to fly passed ya
Yo! I plan to hand em off the gift
And a stage to make it happen
Wild flames to dance you into crypts
To hell we headed bitch, can’t phantom.
Stand to make you niggas sit
I live to make you sick
It’s every gang at trump’s door, coming for it
Know he sweating, laughing
Pants will sag we mic what’s nearest
The damned who went to fight with spirit
Tranced by all these icon figures, Nikon flicking actors
Drenched in waste, liquor and trash
Ashy bags under the eyes passion
An underground lab
Where all the products come from macs, a practice

credits

from BEYOND MEASURE, released June 5, 2020

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