Lyrically Inclined
[Lynn Lyon: Verse 1}
I'm lyrically inclined and defined
By my rhymes
My flow is so fucking killer
Guess you could say its a crime
Me my niggas going do the time
Putting in the work, until it hurts
To make sure we don't fuck the grind
I'll be the last one who won't be first
I have major Passion with thirst
I feel I'm breaking the curse
Keep rapping till my lungs burst
With no shoes and no shirt
Like this my final rebirth Into the music
My noteworthy influence
The difference is depending on
How I'm wanting to use it

[Chorus: Kaden Butler]
Gotta pick up the pen
To fill it all in
Gotta pump in the sound
To make it all go around
Put some thought into the rhymes
Make it flow hm
[Lynn Lyon: Verse 2]
I'm feeling stupid and on the verge
To spit and splurge
To buy all the bullshit, if the bullshit was words
They try to draw a N in so they
Can split and swerve, hit then curve
For no reason like that's what he deserve
They feeding a nigga and
It's only lies they serve
Like if someone asked me about 2-16(2016)
I'd say it's the year I turned 15
So many people dissed me and
Tried to go against me
And now I'm wishing, that I could just go fishing
Stay surrounded by real animals
Who lie with a sideways face
Because they have no other decision
Unlike those who's able to lie
And look me straight in the eye
Your Lower than the lowest bottom feeder
And that's including the fishes you fucking bitches
Forget being Savage this shit that I spit
Is gonna be more than just fucking vicious

[Chorus: Kaden Butler & Lynn Lyon]
Gotta pick up the pen
To fill it all in
Gotta pump in the sound
To make it all go around
Put some thought into the rhymes
Make it flow hm
[Verse 3: Kaden Butler]
You're going down, down
Cause when you hear this shit
You know my lyrics are profound now
The music is fucking killer
The cursing is heala
(Lynn) So fuck you nigga!
We don't rap to beats
But when you are a culturisic hip hop duo
People begin to say racist things
We need your attention
Cause this song is about to get ironic
And I'm the first to rap on it
Nah, I have a nickel and a dime
Give you a split second, you ask why?
I keep the nickel but throw the dime
Cause a needle can slide through the motherfuckin eye
Hm, I get my passions from the Book
Jesus Christ told me to write the hook
And He brought Lynn and I together like he would