NLP

[Verse 1: Gift of Gab] Now everyone complaining how the bar is low Travel in rabbit hole and see how far it goes The conveyor of light is shining like an oracle If you know what the game is missing what you snoring for? If you calling it dead you're adding onto the death If you ain't resurrecting it judgement and resentment hard for those Grab a pen and pad and show them all how too flow Could be since you know everything go on and spark the ho Resurgence of lyricism ain't current apparent the yearning the colorful ways of busting No other could ever enter the zone Image alone couldn't give you the throne Man you bugging I thought you was pissed why you sitting at home? Chilling this isnt some cold The start of this is some whole another other dimension travelling through infinite zones You ain't adding onto the pot in the kitchen be gone And stop blaming it on the industry my nigga be grown [Hook: Gift of Gab] It's the next logical progression It's the next logical progression It's the next logical progression It's the next logical progression [Verse 2: Gift of Gab] I eat a rapper like a plate of Okra and Potatoes Hoping you make it with an array of monotonous phrases on top of the pay I say on top of the fake emcees can make up shit like they make up shit It doesn't take a bit of talent to do what they do the game is fully jaded (yeah) I'm contradicting the first verse now I tried so hard not to go in notice moment like everything is fabulous Because it would be hate if I critique and talk about all the whackness that is blatant I can see These artists aren't really nourishing I can't wait until I can eat They aren't garbage they're like all the bacon I can eat I'm lyin' everybodies lying too take a higher fee And sell out so when you go too hell tell satan bye for me Go take the lower road I will make it flying free Ellevate through the heavens by making ryhmes too beats [Hook x2]