[Lyric] Speed Trap Checkpoint (Aviatar)

Intro:
(Hah)

Hook 1 (Aviatar):
I, pick wisely what
I, precisely nudged
Our luck in the direction of ambitious clubs
Or a bar, the deception has the villains up
The odds have always been stacked (Ey, ey)
The gods refuse to give us feedback (Ey)
The narcs have a budget for the kickback (Aviatar, ey)
The love shown is nothing but a speed trap

Verse 1 (Aviatar):
Statecraft is a lot of psychological work
Spacecraft, we're operating on a different turf
Beyond words, ideologists are being birthed
Beyond slurs, archeologists are bеing purged
What's the mark of a great artist
Doеs he need to be a great chartist
Does his harvest have to be the largest
Does the art need to be dressed in Marxist garments
I reckon, I time travel to generations before
Then break into my great ancestors’ indoors, implant
Super DNA in their genetic code, to enhance
Everything them chromosomes they speak for, damn
I'm pressed to the core
This is the quiet before the storm, this is pre-war
This is top-tier rap, I'm beyond the Big 4
I’m beyond the landscape, beyond global seashores
Hook 2 (Aviatar)::
I, pick wisely what
I, precisely nudged (Uh)
Our luck in the direction of ambitious clubs
Or a bar, the deception has the villains up
The odds have always been stacked (Uh)
The Gods refuse to give us feedback (Uh)
The narcs have a budget for the kickback (Uh)
The love shown is nothing but a speed trap

Verse 2 (Aviatar):
Mirror, mirror on the wall
God vir ons almal, who has the tightest game of them all
The clearer and nearer the floor, the farther the fall
But hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
I ceased to exist, this is your premonition
Your intuition has taken you on a single mission
Until you meet me I am nothing but a cognition
I am a figment, I'm the collector of your life's tuition
This day extracts a heavy toll
We weigh a dozen voting polls
This day attracts hefty bank rolls
Just enough interest to feel a loan
I'm strapped for the mission, the mission is impact
Untapped potential and trapped genius
I’m kept at a distance, which is in fact
Pop-up commercials, an inconvenience
Hook 3 (Aviatar):
I, pick wisely what
I, precisely nudged (Uh)
Our luck in the direction of ambitious clubs
Or a bar, the deception has the villains up
Cold to the bone
We are kings, we are kings, we are pharaohs
We are kings, we are kings, we are
I, pick wisely what
I, precisely nudged
Our luck in the direction of ambitious clubs
Or a bar, the deception has the villains up
The odds have always been stacked (Uh)
The Gods refuse to give us feedback (Uh)
The narcs have a budget for the kickback
The love shown is nothing but a speed trap