Elevator Boomin (Rap Verse)

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Analysis became intuitive. 

Fades away into the background, second nature.  


You’re truly aware,  

aware that you’ll never be truly aware,  

yet still aware.  


Tryna balance what you know and what you don’t,  

losing yourself the second you think you’re in control.  


All that was subtle now right in your face,  

and yet you struggle understanding what subtle is.  


We’re but bottles of water,  

elevator inside that goes from ground to top floor,  

no cap (pun intended).  


Somehow pulling UNO reverses  

make you look like you’re trippin,  

hypocritical people calling people hypocritical.  


Vampires all around me tryna get me 

Well I carved myself plenty wooden stakes

Turned all my silver into Razor blades 

I’m Van Helsing, Mother Fucker 

Let’s see what y'all gon do now 


People runnin outta ideas,  

Art is the new recycling bin.  


But not for me,  

not for me,  

not me,  

nah Aah.  


My elevator is boomin,  

got the new Japanese bullet train technology inside of me.  


Melatonin, Serotonin  

just got a phone in from Ms Moanin.  


John Wick likes pencils,  

but I like pens, she said.  


Suddenly she frequently phonin  

with intentions so phoney.  


Yo Queen of pretentious,  

well I’m King of Ostentatious.  


Ima leave it to God now,  

Mr Boomerang Man as I call him.  


Redemption led to salvation.  


Do I take my six string wood thing  

down to the crossroads?  


Hand it over to the Fallen Angel

Lore says he’d tune it with his Bangel

Make me sign his irrevocable paper

Cause he’d make me who I’m gon be 

Sounds over complicated


I’d rather just pray to my Main Gods

All they got for me is love irrefutable 

My destiny is their love for me


So I ponder on  

as I sit here writing this Rap Verse.  


Built a bot  

in my subconscious  

to process every sentence. 


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