Lyrical Breakdown of ꞌCosmicꞌ.m4a - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Denzel Curry weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "ꞌCosmicꞌ.m4a" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Woah, Kenny
Drip, hop, born from the crack pot
This is for the infants, the haves and the have-nots
Meet inside the trap spot so you can be an astronaut
Thi-This will be the biggest leap that you ever hop
It seems niggas are fly and the junkies are high
And in my line of work that goes side by side
But when the worlds collide they waste a whole damn product
Here's the adrenaline when the block get shot up
Take it to the vein, matter of fact
Take gunshot to the the brain
One dose or a two-dose of novocaine
Red dot to a nigga eye like Kayn
No award, just another place you can't go
Barricade, hit the cage, we engage
That will leave a gauge-size hole
Nigga paved your road, put it in your back pocket
Before they drop sheets, I'ma drop knowledge
Stop it, now you gotta answer to the cosmic
Whatever they rock with is something non-toxic
Chop it, mix the green juice with the CrossFit
Better get my weight up, you other niggas lost it
Drip, hop, born on the D-block
My only golden purpose is to come and make the streets hot
The free spot, when I'm dyin' at a Greek spot
The geeks pot in a time with a freak thought
A geek's thoughts, that's a square mentality
He shootin' VR, we got guns in reality
You act so hard, you should thank the Academy
It comes full circle, but it isn't fatality
My ZUU, who the fuck is steppin' to my crew?
I'm like "Move", niggas don't know about shit, I raise roofs
Niggas wanna copy, but they still un-cool
This is my throne, my chair, my stool
Stop it, now you gotta answer to the cosmic
Whatever they rock with is something non-toxic
Chop it, mix the green juice with the CrossFit
Better get my weight up, you other niggas lost it
Stop it, now you gotta answer to cosmic
...non-toxic... cho-chop it
Cosmic dust activity
But who's gonna stop me? You?
Any of you that do experiment can produce unsual results
That's why I choose the servent, it's nicely
Miles of open water in any direction
We did everything in the world to exterminate them
But, ha, no apparent luck