Meditation - MZ Boom Bap, Ryler Smith

Chop a rapper if he ain’t break his neck

Call the ref

Im effing these regulations

When on my set

The young adept

Who never adapts

Coming correct

Now bring it back

Indica weed keep me intact

Put on the map

My city, my continent

For my confidants

For my conglemerates

Associates, my pops and moms

Slipping no confidence

Renaissance of the taurus

Dont fuck around

When coming on the chorus

I come in loud

Steady, closed eye meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yah, rushing in it with a patience

In this realm I do belong

My nigga just, rrraah

Heavy focus meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yah.

To rush right in with impatience

My nerves I gotta keep em calm

Its how it is

Fucked up like snorting crack

Touch it down like Quarterback

I waste yo whole album with one verse on a shorter track

Got my supporter’s back

And know they got mine

We shut it down

Exposing phony macks who sour like wine

Power of mind

I never hit brakes

That feels unnatural

Discs burning hot fire outta the canal

I channel my foul thoughts

Never endorse doubts

All sorts, of various fake types

In this sauce now

Steady

Closed eye meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yah, rushing in it with a patience

In this realm I do belong

My nigga just

(RRAAHH)

Heavy focus meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yuh.

To rush right in with impatience

My nerves I gotta keep em calm

It’s how it is

Dibs Yuh

Flipping the cards up

Written my testament

I feel that a part of me

May be driven by marihuana

In my armor

I meditate

I smell the endo yuh

It get calm to you dropping to zero temperature

I bust my chi on spot

When niggas screech

Ain’t selling rocks, but limited vinyls

Tapes and CD’s

Now we taking speed

On run ways to tel aviv

My cherrie bella got no weave

Cause we keep it real with the steez

My nigga please

Steady

Closed eye meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yah, rushing in it with a patience

In this realm I do belong

My nigga just

(RRAAHH)

Heavy focus meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yuh.

To rush right in with impatience

My nerves I gotta keep em calm

It’s how it is

This for my g’s and g’sisses

Fuck phony bitches and niggas who

Think they own the world

Cause they know some glitches

Back in the business

We diggin up cracks and niches

Scratching ditches for the rugged

That you fuck with

When you itch to play listen

Up on a mission

To deliver the illest feel

Real abyss material

Spilling it on the reel

It getting sealed

So fuck it up or get killed

In a rap game

Where any new nigga can cop a field

Getting green like copper roof build

We gotta move hills

For cooperation starts decreasing

Until its reaching a still

Now nigga chill

Dont be jealous or catch a feel

I do it for the love

Cause selling free tracks won’t scratch a meal

Now let it heal

Steady

Closed eye meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yah, rushing in it with a patience

In this realm I do belong

My nigga just

(RRAAHH)

Heavy focus meditation

Bust the technique when its on

I feel the must

Yuh.

To rush right in with impatience

My nerves I gotta keep em calm

It’s how it is

How it is

In the 17 to the 18

How we live

How we dig