Vahsoong - TALENT TO TASK (CIRCLES) Lyrics

Circles
That's what I been runnin' 'round in
Lil' bitch wanna pick on me
Finna smack you down to the wet concrete
Finna ground pound type shit, you see
Me getting my act together
Mind, sharp like machete
Same with my teeth
I'm like a rottweiler
And boy, I'm off the leash, huh
Look at my flag, sang saka merah putih
Disini sakit, dan api
Yeah, lil' bitch I'm talking bout the beat
Yeah that's right, It's me
The nerdy kid that knew all of his A to Z's
Before everybody else, because momma told me
That my grades were more important than my whole physique

Yeah, I never been a runner
But recently, my head's been shooting up, like a gunner
I been running round' in circles
Acting up, like my shutter speed is set too far up
There's motion blur up in this bitch
I'm high, but i'm not
I still made this whole track, it slaps
But my opinion is far outta whack
I been rapping since I was like 5
It's nice that I can finally put that talent to task
Funny you should ask me that
Running round in circles in my head, and that's an unknown fact
I'm not fake depressed like all those other brats
I just overthink everything, that's a wrap
Starting 2020
I just wanna go back, to back, to back, to back
I'll start off with that
Cause after a long nap
There's nothing I want more but snap

Circles
That's what I been runnin' 'round in
Lil' bitch wanna pick on me
Finna smack you down to the wet concrete
Finna ground pound type shit, you see
Me getting my act together
Mind, sharp like machete
Same with my teeth
I'm like a rottweiler
And boy, I'm off the leash, huh
Look at my flag, sang saka merah putih
Disini sakit, dan api
Yeah, lil' bitch I'm talking bout the beat
Yeah that's right, It's me
The nerdy kid that knew all of his A to Z's
Before everybody else, because momma told me
That my grades were more important than my whole physique

SHE'S RIGHT

Why do I gotta be humble? Yeah I stand right up
I'm a talented mo'fucker, I got that shit on a mug
Why do i gotta be quiet? I'm as loud as I want
And if you want me to shut up, then I beg you to try it first
Look at me, I'm an individual that got nothin to loose
I'm the new kid on the block, but I can still pick and choose
I got no knowledge or no label, I don't know who is who
But 88 rising, please sign me, saya cinta kamu

Nah, just kidding
I ain't done yet
It's the whole circle paradox thing, killing me
But my shit fresh like new methamphetamine
It's hard, I wanna quit, but I barely even beginning
Call up my brethren, tell em to bring the hoes (hose) in
I just started a fire in my studio,
With nothing but my cheap ass supplies
Got a keyboard, mouse, microphone, bitch you wanna fight?

(Slowed)
Circles
That's what I been runnin' 'round in
Lil' bitch wanna pick on me
Finna smack you down to the wet concrete
Finna ground pound type shit, you see
Me getting my act together
Mind, sharp like machete
Same with my teeth
I'm like a rottweiler
And boy, I'm off the leash, huh
Look at my flag, sang saka merah putih
Disini sakit, dan api
Yeah, lil' bitch I'm talking bout the beat
Yeah that's right, It's me
The nerdy kid that knew all of his A to Z's
Before everybody else, because momma told me
That my grades were more important than my whole physique