[Lyric] Paper Cuts prod. Lethal Needle (Nick Spaceship)

[Verse 1]
Transition been much like the transmission - make shift
Shit we’ll take it
Rake the profit despite the plan missing
Man pissing me off
Stan listening finish the can off like bitches you cram fishes in
Stand at my christening bathed with stray kittens
Been licking them chops dissing the lame and locked menace in
Who really testing the clock ?
You count minutes and days go by praying the same will stop finicking
Misplaced critics still lame and old pinching em wishing to kill fame While artists stay unphased
We ain’t trippin; just tip percent and gin
Kenny go home sin again
Split between heaven and waiting light up haze
Just hoping we ain’t kindling
Dante, spinning records like white people afraid of fights for rights
To the abyss with misguided, slim minded, slighted, finnegan plight
Think again your highness you ain’t right in the slightest
But it don’t matter what you like as long as you preach righteousness

Who the fuck light this is ?
Alight I’m keeping it then
[Verse 2]
Wow it’s a 2 to the 3 to the 4 to the 5
I’ve been listening to RZA getting throat while i drive
That SZA’s track can realign ya mind
Rhymes shining down the spine
Rocket speeds, see what i can find
I’m chasing this dime that’s way out of my league
Still poppin them seeds
But with a lil bit of time, shit would be divine

‘Cause we bounce back like Bron in ‘16
Cruising Cadillac flow, I’m gone like swim meets
I can still split seas
Lacing up my sneaks, retracting my knee ‘til I’m kicking in your teeth