Shapes with Color
[Intro: Mike Firm]
What does collaboration look like to you?/
How do you spit some real shit?/
This is Shapes with Color, a lyrical supreme/
[Verse 1: Mike Firm]
Teleport cosmos black holes in the space/
Elements relics of the past in different play/
But you acting like squares, shadows in line/
Form follows function reverse on the needle sound like /
Devil games and numbers in their prime/
Optimus optimal, when will you listen/
Harbinger of death, Megatron, like the atom bomb/
Hiroshima Nagasaki Gordon Freeman Combine/
Axis of power and allies are evil/
War for peace, and countless people/
Pointing fingers, but all hypocrites/
Equal but separate, cow pies and horseshit/
Bullshit while you're at it, feeling asthmatic/
Audacity and competition in its place/
Targeted… by the color of our skin/
Fuck your table, fuck your opinions, fuck all the lies that you’ve said/
Black and brown voices erased from the Matrix/
Burn it all down, we’ve come so far/
Tears in the rain, running from our demons/
Simpler times, child’s play on the lunch table with our trading cards/
[Verse 2: Mike Brunch]
Dirty dance in this bitch, Patrick Swayze/
Nowhere to fake these/
Like a day parade from Macy's/
I break these/
Emcees down, they can’t take me/
Shit you see the frown/
Like poor baby/
Shit I'm fucking em up/
I'm ripping the mic like a whatchamacallit/
More bars than a sober fraud alcoholic/
And way more threes than Pau Gasol hit/
Shit I'm just doing my thing/
No need to leave the skin on when you checking the wings/
Just make sure to fly high when there's no ceilings/
And if i need to lend a hand, you can count on me/
Mike Brunch steady threading the seams/
And it’s as dope as it seems/
I only say what I mean/
So put some respect on my name when you speaking to me/
Otherwise face these hands indefinitely/
I know I talk alot of shit I do it respectfully/
My head hurt, please pass the Acetaminophen/
(My fucking head hurt from y'all rapping I swear to God)/
[Verse 3: Zak Tovin]
I finna change up the shape up on it/
Let's go, (yeah)/
Singular lingual mastermind of the ridicule/
See I been rapping since Slim shady was still cool/
Dropping acid turning audio to visual/
Hallucinations imminent I'm tripping in your swimming pool/
Yeezus tatted on me, in Abu Dhabi on digital/
Glock in my mouth I'm busting bullets like war criminals/
I'm on the come up bitch, I’m waiting to hit the pinnacle/
Kush to keep it nutritional, DMT I'm invisible/
Smoke, opening my third eye often/
Bout to be a shaman, shouts to Al Hoffman/
I been to a planet you can’t imagine while conscious/
Stranded in all dimensional havoc you never crossed in/
I know every astral zone that you've never walked in/
I know every inch of my mental I've gotten lost in/
Y'all be tik tok-ing and dancing learning to floss and/
I be with all the planets and talking to all the gods, bitch/
[Verse 4: RJ RaRi]
Wrote to me with a few words to say/
Had to drop a lotta shit like I been having the runs today/
And now I’m seeing Shapes with Colors/
Enemies who came from brothers/
Just woke up and made another/
Said you was gone slide that’s on yo mother/
Ten toes I slid so why you niggas walkin'/
After all I did and now you niggas talkin'/
Can’t fuck with y’all leave me alone like I’m a Culkin/
Flyest in a house of flies, I realized/
Tone deaf deftone can’t hear yo lies/
But, could’ve ended worse, ended up in a hearse/
Said your final verse, no one left to curse/
Think I’m moving too fast like I’m Jamaican and Haitian/
Translation I’m just makin a haste and/
Getting to the money real quick with little patience/
She love to be the first no second placin'/
Fine China flew her out just to dine her/
Lil blasian thing dripped out in designer/
No positions when I'm global, no GPS/
Iron sharpens iron but who perfect the best/
And with that iron we coming for yo best/