Cloudy Skies - The Morrow Lyrics

Here it goes
So many times that you think you could find
You thought you would rob my mind
I thought you would be the one
The one that can see
That could see that I'm flying
Now ya look in the sky
Looking inside
Now how many time
Think you you could find
And think in your mind
Never did think you could ever to be the one
The one I'm slighting
Look to the binding
You think you can ride though
Lonely ya glide through me
Thought you could be
The one that would meet
The one that convened and that wanted to see me
See ya with the “feed me”
'Cause you know we gots to go
And I'm giving'm room
I'm give’m my all
Something big and something to show for
Because you got nothing left
And you’s gots to go
But then you gots to see it
Then you gots to creeping
And you’ve gots to roll
I'm underground
I've gots the sound
I've gots to give them more
How many times you think you's gots it
Gots to move it
Here we go
Down with the crime
And I never did find
How many them times did you do you
How many times did you think in your mind
And you gots to give it up when you do
You do too when you don’t
You don’t let me know in the show
We toe to toe but never to give it a go
And how many times more do you show it
Now I'm the feller that keeps on refining
Now that I'm minding my mind
I'm in it deep I'm give it a grinding
Send me the sign and I sending’m in crime-ing
No more this time, I wanted to keep things
The devil he keeps it, I'll beat it I'm lively
Believe it to see it, I got it, I'm creeping
My mind is the devil but god is my spirit; I'll'a
Keep going, get some
Give’m the flip, get more
Get’m as high as shit, so
So loco I'm thinking I’m Pitbull
Gotta let go– Go? No
Let me just start the show? Sure
I am the one that’ll get you going
Bouncing 'til we cave the floor in
So give me another beat that’s grimy
And I'll make it so filthy that the crowd starts drowning
By the sound of my harmonics, casting spell with melodics
So constructive, my words enter the conscious
Pounded and peppered like my shotgun of rhymes they went
Ch ch click plow
Put it so deep that you never conceive
Another thought or feeling feel about me now
My style its so wild
Mind is like a child
Thinking creative thoughts
That you could never think
And not for miles
Not for hours
Creating this style instantaneously
Brilliance hits me, it’s god I see
And then I spit it calm and free
Got this beat here, with my words up inside ya
I got you thinking, “this dude’s murderous”
How many times did you think that your rhymes
Could stand up to mine
Let alone the test of time
So detract, or i’l throw you body
Into the sea under the stars
Come have a look, I'm in the back of the track
I'm ain't driving, I'm in the back of the car
Now you’re enlightened by the words that I'm rhyming
So many layers attacking and dodging
I got mine
I summon The Morrow
I know you’re dodging when I question your conscious
Stop the attack or I pull triggers back
And you won’t end up all over the floor
This is the madness, I think you need glasses
U really want B.I.G., O.R.U. just hungry 4 more
I got the mind mind mind mind
You the design sign sign sign
You got it all all all all
You want more time time time
I gotta say, that you wasting your beats
You wasting your producers that all could be mine, and
But you know that that I'm free while you’re all tied up
I don’t need an industry to be backing my grinding

Here it goes
So many times that you think you could find
You thought you would rob my mind
I thought you would be the one
The one that can see
That could see that I'm flying
Now ya look in the sky
Looking inside
Now how many time
Think you you could find
And think in your mind
Never did think you could ever to be the one
The one I'm slighting
Look to the binding
You think you can ride though
Lonely ya glide through me
Thought you could be
The one that would meet
The one that convened and that wanted to see me
See ya with the “feed me”
'Cause you know we gots to go
And I'm giving'm room
I'm give’m my all
Something big and something to show for
Because you got nothing left
And you’s gots to go
But then you gots to see it
Then you gots to creeping
And you’ve gots to roll
I'm underground
I've gots the sound
I've gots to give them more
How many times you think you's gots it
Gots to move it
Here we go
Down with the crime
And I never did find
How many them times did you do you
How many times did you think in your mind
And you gots to give it up when you do
You do too when you don’t
You don’t let me know in the show
We toe to toe but never to give it a go
And how many times more do you show it
Now I'm the feller that keeps on refining
Now that I'm minding my mind
I'm in it deep I'm give it a grinding
Send me the sign and I sending’m in crime-ing
No more this time, I wanted to keep things
The devil he keeps it, I'll beat it I'm lively
Believe it to see it, I got it, I'm creeping
My mind is the devil but god is my spirit; I'll'a
Keep going, get some
Give’m the flip, get more
Get’m as high as shit, so
So loco I'm thinking I’m Pitbull
Gotta let go– Go? No
Let me just start the show? Sure
I am the one that’ll get you going
Bouncing 'til we cave the floor in
So give me another beat that’s grimy
And I'll make it so filthy that the crowd starts drowning
By the sound of my harmonics, casting spell with melodics
So constructive, my words enter the conscious
Pounded and peppered like my shotgun of rhymes they went
Ch ch click plow
Put it so deep that you never conceive
Another thought or feeling feel about me now
My style its so wild
Mind is like a child
Thinking creative thoughts
That you could never think
And not for miles
Not for hours
Creating this style instantaneously
Brilliance hits me, it’s god I see
And then I spit it calm and free
Got this beat here, with my words up inside ya
I got you thinking, “this dude’s murderous”
How many times did you think that your rhymes
Could stand up to mine
Let alone the test of time
So detract, or i’l throw you body
Into the sea under the stars
Come have a look, I'm in the back of the track
I'm ain't driving, I'm in the back of the car
Now you’re enlightened by the words that I'm rhyming
So many layers attacking and dodging
I got mine
I summon The Morrow
I know you’re dodging when I question your conscious
Stop the attack or I pull triggers back
And you won’t end up all over the floor
This is the madness, I think you need glasses
U really want B.I.G., O.R.U. just hungry 4 more
I got the mind mind mind mind
You the design sign sign sign
You got it all all all all
You want more time time time
I gotta say, that you wasting your beats
You wasting your producers that all could be mine, and
But you know that that I'm free while you’re all tied up
I don’t need an industry to be backing my grinding