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In a matter of two weeks or less, I am going to drop my 2nd mixtape titled "Korporate Klazik".. While you wait, I bring you my first finished track off the tape..
Props to TeddyGram on the beat!!
Props to Phrozen for killin it on this one!
KlazikNadi - verse 1 and hooks
Phrozen - verse 2
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im always the one looking out at the horizon
cuz theres always something out there more appetizing
Appreciation never approaches me
initiative coaches me, it coaches me
I set goals informally and formally,
Cuz whats important to me, is to make it thru, you see
Being a regular has never, ever been my endeavor
Ive always wanted To make a mark, not be a farse, have leverage
/Whenever, I come in a difficult position
I listen, observe, stay reserved, make a mission
I be sifting through the B/S and the facts
Learning to learn what will help set up successful track
/quotas stacked, I crack the code
Of all ambiguity, given to me, I roll
With my instincts but also with analytics
Cuz before i buy-in I need some simple specifics
/Im vicious when it comes to all competitions
Sure im not the best all, but yes I still stay with them
theres always someone out there better, more clever
But Im still the top percentile forever and ever
im always lookin up, like I fell on my back
lookin past the skies disguise, the stars an maps
an when i notice, im noticin eye ovals open,
so look over silent commotion - Ocean - n see the systems broken,
so I tie words up that dance on hills,
till the horizon becomes real lines here where I can wield,
words stand like landmarks for temple tourists,
to dissipate illusion, held down with lucid mental sources,
so I turn to, to learn, while im resistant to burn,
persistent to earn, given turns, while spittin the words,
so I switch to the pen now, when visions set in,
im craftin my spin here, on how to harness the wind,
when im here to spit, ill make you question an think,
The next time you look out at your window at incredible things,
when the sun sheds light on the subject,
my paint brushes write summits over the horizon it touches,