K.Yz, Jerrod - Poetic Tissue Lyrics

Sound so legendary
They hear the flow off top
But it take a few listens to get the poetry
Just a bite of my venom you feel the potency
I used to budget my ends on denim and groceries
Now I'm draped in white linen feelin' the ocean breeze
Yeh, limo tint on the Oakeleys
Since n****s throwin' shade
I'm on my worst behave
I had to turn the page, and in my current phase, they gone have to adjust the murder rates
Cause n***a I'm body baggin' shit (Uh), tag and zip
Clean cut like a dagger just watching my swagger drip (Drip)
Got a hood, good girl
But her body bad ass shit, remind me of Nia Long
She got that Kaepernick, make a n***a get his kneel on
We killin' every scene that we appear on
And we ain't ever there long
Just enough for jealous n****s to peep it
And then go obsess over us in secret
This som'n ya' stomach doesn't agree wit'
Shout to the old heads for paving the ways for us
All of the fallen soldiers, the n****s who paid it forward
But stop shunnin' the new like it's music you can't enjoy
It's movements you can't avoid
And you been at it this long still tellin' the same stories
You and ya' old Navy still ridin' off faded glory
I got it, get ya' rest in
This how it sound when you got a gift that n****s invest in
They know it ain't a question, you just waitin' to get blessed in (Lord willing)
Previous tape numbers gave n****s the wrong impression
But them the same n****s I ain't worried bout impressin'
So tell me what they hatin' on
Yo' guess is as good as mine
I mean you get different results when you put in time (Church)
When you put in work (Church)
When you take this shit you claim you love and put it first (Church)
Man I just put it dirt (One hunned)
I'm still amazed at how well together I put a verse
I wonder if you get this effect when you push reverse, Poetic Tissue
Poetic Tissue is like, it's like a triple entendre
It's like, the first meaning for me is like the, paper being the, tissue for the pen
It's like the ink signifies the blood, sweat and tears in yo' lyrics
And the paper catches the ink
Feel what I'm saying
That's Poetic Tissue
Uh, we ain't finished I'm just beginning to feel it
Waitin' on a text from a chick that's willin' to give it (She mine though)
Seven hours later I pray she still in the spirit
Cause damn it's been a minute, I been fuckin' with these lyrics
Everywhere I turn I see another fuckin' mimic
My city needed a banner and I fuckin' represented
Salute to Sean Mason, Alondo (Real shit)
Just a couple of n****s from my city worth mentioning in a convo'
Slimso, U-F-O, them my kinfolk (That's family)
All of you other n****s who that fuckin' shot was meant fo'
I'm so official
How the end of the album still hittin' ‘em like the intro (Damn)
Shit is startin' to spook me
The same girls that used to curve n****s turn into groupies
I swear these ho's goofy (Hehe)
For booking in they profile, swear they never sold coochie
Never been into trap, yellin' where the old Gucci (Where the old Gucci!)
You know the ones, rockin' the fake titties and ass shots
DMs full of n****s givin' it they last shot (Brick)
I had to let ‘em down easy like the rag top
From now to whenever, I'll only get better, Poetic Tissue
The second meaning is, the actual physical make up of an Artist
Like, having a poetic spirit in your flesh and bones
And also, the human body itself just being poetic in its art
So, you know, Poetic Tissue
They sayin' the pressure's on
I had to release, I had to set the tone
Another steppin' stone
Back when I sittin' on them steps alone, like young Chris Wallace
I knew that I was legend prone, here I go
Like A-I in his rookie year, I leave the game shook up
I make ‘em change the book up
Switch the look up
Like Kareem how I set the hook up
That's another splash (Swish)
These n****s writin' checks they know they ass could never cash
And I been writin' shit I know they ass'll never grasp
That's for the clever folks, that's in a separate stash
I'm in a separate class
And gettin' more and more distinguished as the seconds pass
This pace is record fast
Yeh, like Mario, Sonic, and Crash
I'm just another boss level you ain't gettin' pass
If this some mellow shit then God forbid I ever spaz
Cause momma really gone think I'm showin' my narrow ass
And while they sweatin' me I'm tryna' make forever last
Wit' my forever chick, and her forever ass, Poetic Tissue
The third meaning for me would be, in the sense of, poetry being a form of release for pain
As we know pain tells the best stories
So basically it's poetry itself, wiping away the pain
Just as tissue wipes away tears
That's Poetic Tissue
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Everybody clap ya' hands with me
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
We'll go where lovers go
Far as the music take us
We've never been here before
We've been so many places (Breakdown)
Oh how love changes things
Much like the money brings
We say we're not afraid of change
But we still run away
Come on and go with me
There's so much for us
Come on and go with me
There's so much
Smooth out
Take it home
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey (Kill it)

Sound so legendary
They hear the flow off top
But it take a few listens to get the poetry
Just a bite of my venom you feel the potency
I used to budget my ends on denim and groceries
Now I'm draped in white linen feelin' the ocean breeze
Yeh, limo tint on the Oakeleys
Since n****s throwin' shade
I'm on my worst behave
I had to turn the page, and in my current phase, they gone have to adjust the murder rates
Cause n***a I'm body baggin' shit (Uh), tag and zip
Clean cut like a dagger just watching my swagger drip (Drip)
Got a hood, good girl
But her body bad ass shit, remind me of Nia Long
She got that Kaepernick, make a n***a get his kneel on
We killin' every scene that we appear on
And we ain't ever there long
Just enough for jealous n****s to peep it
And then go obsess over us in secret
This som'n ya' stomach doesn't agree wit'
Shout to the old heads for paving the ways for us
All of the fallen soldiers, the n****s who paid it forward
But stop shunnin' the new like it's music you can't enjoy
It's movements you can't avoid
And you been at it this long still tellin' the same stories
You and ya' old Navy still ridin' off faded glory
I got it, get ya' rest in
This how it sound when you got a gift that n****s invest in
They know it ain't a question, you just waitin' to get blessed in (Lord willing)
Previous tape numbers gave n****s the wrong impression
But them the same n****s I ain't worried bout impressin'
So tell me what they hatin' on
Yo' guess is as good as mine
I mean you get different results when you put in time (Church)
When you put in work (Church)
When you take this shit you claim you love and put it first (Church)
Man I just put it dirt (One hunned)
I'm still amazed at how well together I put a verse
I wonder if you get this effect when you push reverse, Poetic Tissue
Poetic Tissue is like, it's like a triple entendre
It's like, the first meaning for me is like the, paper being the, tissue for the pen
It's like the ink signifies the blood, sweat and tears in yo' lyrics
And the paper catches the ink
Feel what I'm saying
That's Poetic Tissue
Uh, we ain't finished I'm just beginning to feel it
Waitin' on a text from a chick that's willin' to give it (She mine though)
Seven hours later I pray she still in the spirit
Cause damn it's been a minute, I been fuckin' with these lyrics
Everywhere I turn I see another fuckin' mimic
My city needed a banner and I fuckin' represented
Salute to Sean Mason, Alondo (Real shit)
Just a couple of n****s from my city worth mentioning in a convo'
Slimso, U-F-O, them my kinfolk (That's family)
All of you other n****s who that fuckin' shot was meant fo'
I'm so official
How the end of the album still hittin' ‘em like the intro (Damn)
Shit is startin' to spook me
The same girls that used to curve n****s turn into groupies
I swear these ho's goofy (Hehe)
For booking in they profile, swear they never sold coochie
Never been into trap, yellin' where the old Gucci (Where the old Gucci!)
You know the ones, rockin' the fake titties and ass shots
DMs full of n****s givin' it they last shot (Brick)
I had to let ‘em down easy like the rag top
From now to whenever, I'll only get better, Poetic Tissue
The second meaning is, the actual physical make up of an Artist
Like, having a poetic spirit in your flesh and bones
And also, the human body itself just being poetic in its art
So, you know, Poetic Tissue
They sayin' the pressure's on
I had to release, I had to set the tone
Another steppin' stone
Back when I sittin' on them steps alone, like young Chris Wallace
I knew that I was legend prone, here I go
Like A-I in his rookie year, I leave the game shook up
I make ‘em change the book up
Switch the look up
Like Kareem how I set the hook up
That's another splash (Swish)
These n****s writin' checks they know they ass could never cash
And I been writin' shit I know they ass'll never grasp
That's for the clever folks, that's in a separate stash
I'm in a separate class
And gettin' more and more distinguished as the seconds pass
This pace is record fast
Yeh, like Mario, Sonic, and Crash
I'm just another boss level you ain't gettin' pass
If this some mellow shit then God forbid I ever spaz
Cause momma really gone think I'm showin' my narrow ass
And while they sweatin' me I'm tryna' make forever last
Wit' my forever chick, and her forever ass, Poetic Tissue
The third meaning for me would be, in the sense of, poetry being a form of release for pain
As we know pain tells the best stories
So basically it's poetry itself, wiping away the pain
Just as tissue wipes away tears
That's Poetic Tissue
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Everybody clap ya' hands with me
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
We'll go where lovers go
Far as the music take us
We've never been here before
We've been so many places (Breakdown)
Oh how love changes things
Much like the money brings
We say we're not afraid of change
But we still run away
Come on and go with me
There's so much for us
Come on and go with me
There's so much
Smooth out
Take it home
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey (Kill it)