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Ocean Wisdom
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Walkin'
See me I'm walkin, why cos i don't run fam,
make a film about me find a proper fuckin stuntman
i'm captain wiz an i'm actually shoving dirt in a dustpan
an blowing it back in faces of wastemen who try an brush man
I get a wheel in the club on the microphone
they didn't know i handle bars its a minor tho,
they offer me some gear but im over tired
all this talkin make a bredda wanna cycle home
Yo
I flabbergast that bredda my stamina can be coming in handy flipping the script,
i'm doin a what? i'm telling a story, doing a plan b
How the fuck on earth did we become so angry,
couple years ago man was jus reading the dandy, so
How'd i go from reading the beano to beating up emos swimming in speedos to swinging in chinos,
mimicking heros to zeros, from zoro to tarantinos were livin like wierdos,
i guess the level of violence increases as the fear grows but
Just can't spit on beats, im spit acapella don't think i won't rap a fella
smack dat nigga make an aki swell up leave him black an yella,
i ain't talkin wiz khalifa dis wiz kidda da beater, you a rancid dweller
Got the dank piff in my cellar i'm the dank piff seller
Ting is smelling way to much so wrap that in some cella
Celebrate ca man wan tell a mate about this massive fella,
on the beat, an on the tune there ain't no aki better fassies fed up yo
In my raps, theres unlimited lyrics an syllables hittin my pinnacle
isn't a miracle its kinda literal, feeling a feeling thats minimal physical feeling
its more of a spiritual healing a visual audible justification of lyriclly winning
thats why i be spitting again and again and again, grippin the tip of the pen
hitting a spliff of the lem they lyrically steppin to me na i be lyrically stepin to them
yeah they levelling up but im levelling better than them tell it to lesser men
wizzy be stressing em never addressing em never ever again never ever again
Watch
Me clock me knock me but don't stop me i got flocks that watched an got knock knee properly
I got props from lotsa chops its often got me, gassed as a mother fucker lost and cocky what g?
You can't tell me that i dont win, caus on the beat im like a granddad i go in
unique bredda yeah i got my own ting, you neek, your not unique with gold rings
Ima young bruda wida lota heart, been at it from the start i can tell your gonna chart
but how you gonna holda man when older man
ain't half as smart trynin to controlla man like zola can in upton park
Im holdin more knowledge than a folder can im focus an you know i love my art
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ain't no more holdin grams for ocean man, notice that i know my plan,
teedot told me ropa dope's a joke u need to go for man so ocean goes for man,
i owe u fam, owe u dat
came in the game wida whole new act invading the brain wida whole new rap,
blatantly stating that your whole crew whack i had to do that, had to man up,
if you ain't got the balls to copy then bad luck,
you ain't got the balls to copy you fat fuck, you ain't got the balls to copy im that much, i got
Exquisite ability mimicking vividest imagery lyrically stinging a killer
bee killin the similes willyly nillily wanna be chillin wid fiddy an diddy an cudi the kidy listening to biggy,
bumin a ciggy wid dizzy an wizy, sucking a titty like giggiddy giggiddy, my ability can't mimic me
Flow
Buggsy
Bigadibobadi
Gota be properly on it to stop a g, coppin the hottest of property, not a monopoly, actual life,
ain't no toppin me, stopping an floppin is comedy, honestly quality optical oddities!
not in an oddessy tell a man straight you've been warned (no wallaby)
ca man ain't feelin the court, don't follow gs
People we need to abort this policy horriblly course
discographys makin me feel like im waring constantly applaud and follow me
But i ain't even tryna be that typa guy
ain't tryna be that typa breh
ain't tryna lead that typa life you know
I ain't even tryna meet myself a wife
ain't tryna meet myself a dame
im tryna keep myself alright you know
I feel the sudden rush of heat when im on stage
i don't compete with nun u pagans cause its peak to fuck with wastemen
My flow is sweet i know the streets they love to taste it
but im feelin undertakerish putting niggas in graves an shit
Ask 'true fizz' us man are runnin shit,
but the truth is these man are runnin quick,
if the shoe fits where it, an it fits me,
im runnin oh so quickly so stick me on the top of the roster where big be,
big beats got me feelin like twigs in a sandwich
i stick to the wrap no given it back im flipping a packet of cigs ripin the cig down the mids,
sprinkling cig on my riz sprinkling piff onn the cig on the riz
sprinkling cig on the piff on the cig on the riz twist it an get it lit, niggas wat
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