[Lyric] Keep On (Ascetic The Whiz)

[Intro]
Off that wax
Elevated
Feeling toasty
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Touring round the galaxy I never had a passport
Only like her when her clothes off
Born an Old Bastard
Preach to pastors
Sing to choirs
Wounds bandaged up
A lion far from Zion
Whatcha gotta tell me bruh
I ain't listening
You've been penny pinching
I've been running for the president
Up the rap game
You rap rap lines
I've done wrapped reigns of this rap game
Round the Rudolph's of this rap sleigh
[Chorus]
Keep leading on
Know the brightest only lead ways
Keep leading on
Know the brightest only lead ways
Days filled with happiness
Smoking drinking everyday
Days filled with happiness
Smoking drinking everyday

[Verse 2]
Filling stomach smoke and liquor
Only thing I ever drink
Mirror pictures figures disfigured figures
Time how beautiful your visit
Lay down and listen
Have it all in an instant
Son your Sunlight subtle
Have your weakness diminish
All Might mighty punches when swinging on instrumentals
I meant to medal out the mental problems
Addicted to you recommended I rewrite the record
Recollecting real resonating maestros
Got to dumb it down for the rest though
Got to dumb it down for the rest though
Got to dumb it down
No identity to identify
I'm smoking cigars with the fucking credited
I'll cripple centaurs casually
Thoughts backflip off of backboards
Backwards dancing can't advance you
I'm spitting nicotine that cancer
You're too down under ground not around lay it down my payments down down payment to pave my way from The ground no ground could ground me down no under ground is down under had to break the break down to break The System of a Down I'm down under
I'll bring the thunder McQueen boy
Kachow
You can't make infinity without I
You can't make infinity without I
[Chorus]
Keep keep leading on
Keep keep leading on
Know the brightest only lead ways
Keep keep leading on
Keep keep leading on
Know the brightest only lead ways
Days filled with happiness
Smoking drinking everyday
Days filled with happiness
Smoking drinking everyday

[Verse 3]
Touring round the galaxy I never had a passport
Only like her when her clothes off
Born an Old Bastard
Preach to pastors
Sing to choirs
Wounds bandaged up
A lion far from Zion
Whatcha gotta tell me bruh
I ain't listening
Whatcha got to tell me bruh
I ain't listening
Whatcha got to tell me bruh
I ain't listening
Whatcha got to tell me bruh
I ain't listening