Deza - Believe in Me Lyrics

Rebel without a cause in a level that he's glitchin
Hegel missin' Marx only metals in his kitchen
Two metal stingers, turn to middle fingers
Never needs to pause he in the box singin':
If Q-Tip is the abstract then I'm like an epitome
Dadaism flowin' in my mind is at synergy
Are you really shittin' me?
Do you want a symphony?
Keep eye out for simps I shoot my shot and it's simple see
Rappers nowadays popstars like fucken Kirby
Suckin' swallowing, copying, and ducking early
That's just how it is I don't promo mediocre
Hip-hop freeloader pack your bags and get a lawyer
While I'm at it I be more fantastic than the chosen 4
Problematic I be burning bridges just to open doors
Automatic, and I promise I got so much more in store
Caught in traffic but I'm boutta jet for what I'm going for
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more
They just want some more, they wanna piece of me
I ain't no albacore treating me like sashimi
This ain't no Sushiro I'll cut you off as easily
Tryna ride my wave best be on the same frequency
Who said you can't be clever and act ignant
The same people who assume the latter from my
Pigment
Climbin' on the ladder socially, globally
Totally dominating everyone holdin' me
Back to back, yeah, I'm on my Drizzy shit
Niggas acting meek wanna throw hissy fits
And ion catch bullets going after strays
If you for the streets then get beat and go away
Call me deza but the girls call me too sweet
I'm down to kick it like Phife meets Bruce Lee
Or Bruce Wayne, these bars are loose change
I'm comin' for the game like combined Wutang
So
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more

Rebel without a cause in a level that he's glitchin
Hegel missin' Marx only metals in his kitchen
Two metal stingers, turn to middle fingers
Never needs to pause he in the box singin':
If Q-Tip is the abstract then I'm like an epitome
Dadaism flowin' in my mind is at synergy
Are you really shittin' me?
Do you want a symphony?
Keep eye out for simps I shoot my shot and it's simple see
Rappers nowadays popstars like fucken Kirby
Suckin' swallowing, copying, and ducking early
That's just how it is I don't promo mediocre
Hip-hop freeloader pack your bags and get a lawyer
While I'm at it I be more fantastic than the chosen 4
Problematic I be burning bridges just to open doors
Automatic, and I promise I got so much more in store
Caught in traffic but I'm boutta jet for what I'm going for
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more
They just want some more, they wanna piece of me
I ain't no albacore treating me like sashimi
This ain't no Sushiro I'll cut you off as easily
Tryna ride my wave best be on the same frequency
Who said you can't be clever and act ignant
The same people who assume the latter from my
Pigment
Climbin' on the ladder socially, globally
Totally dominating everyone holdin' me
Back to back, yeah, I'm on my Drizzy shit
Niggas acting meek wanna throw hissy fits
And ion catch bullets going after strays
If you for the streets then get beat and go away
Call me deza but the girls call me too sweet
I'm down to kick it like Phife meets Bruce Lee
Or Bruce Wayne, these bars are loose change
I'm comin' for the game like combined Wutang
So
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more
Please don't turn off the music now, I feel it in my soul
Turn it up and spin this, we just want some more