Active (remix)
• Written by Danegatior • Featuring Kalligraphy
Danegatior's Notes
Can’t find the beat by Joyner Lucas
Cousin is the third verse
I'm adding the actual song so you can know where the beat came from
//Verse 1 Tewsly
I’m back in the action ready to call up a graph ay,
I’m just a hybrid who’s done with all the bullshit ay,
You gonna get a high bird rate with all your nonsense ay,
Stop gonna at me I fly high above a rated R movie ay,
Stop jarring on me I will shut all the trash trap baiters up okay,
I don’t care cause we don’t condemn your shit to are dome so they
Try to play there shit just to say are shit is weak but you ride are shit like a condom ay,
We eat till are belly ache but you wanna go for the weak, this week imma run you over ay,
You eat the pills and fill us up with a bunch of noises, huh, fuck all your needs and shit
I wanna go speed n’ shit, I wanna watch you bleed in this bitch,
How many more rhymes do I have to drop till you understand I’m beastin’
//Kalligraphy
Sitting on top of the high horse, yeah
Not carriages but hoarse like you voiceless, yeah
I get through the wire cordless, yeah
I’ve been exporting since before the Forbes list, yeah
Even the galaxy was jealous of me
I got brighter lights, that’s overzealous of me
I’ve been crushing and inhaling the sage
All of the spotlights burn through the stage
Past the unmarked Indian graves
Down past to where prehistory lays
Out through the other side of the world
Misses a brother, misses a girl
Hits the moon and then reflects back
Sets fire to these verses I unfurl
That was poetry, Greek potency
Uncontrollably speaking globally
Used to be locally now I’m over thee
Words forged like a young ornery Morissey
//Tewsly
Surgeon with the shit you wouldn’t wanna face a coin
Two face ass nigga with the resemblance of a ego of Ramsay Gordon
I cook up like him with a gore to not spill on the soul you wanna sell me uh,
You wanna book me but you gonna catch a flight before you drill me uh,
I gotta kill you before you try to bore me uh, I got the game like a chess match uh,
I dont plead guilty until you kill me, but the day you do you won’t be alive to do so uh,
Go right to his skull and say it’s a skill issue and let him have a brain fart so let’s dive on into it
You’re way too ignorant to pull this into a cowards lose,
Your a loser and a pleaser please hope of meat and go get some balls
Cause these meatballs are way to ballsy for you, I got the balls to govern
The country I run the nation but I ain’t like trump who wanna sit on his wall
I’m goin’ go Russian on intelligence spend all our money on the guns
And the power later on you goin’ try to make you change the laws to a third fucked up term
When the day that happens Obama’s assistance will be required cause nigga we goin’ get
//Hook
Active (Active), active (Active), active (Active), active (Active)
Active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah)
I love when this shit get
Active (Active), active (Active), active (Active), active
My bitch active (Damn), active (Damn), active (Woah)
I'm outside when this shit get (Active)
//Da Negotiator (Cousins verse)
I’m too active, acting all out on impact
Contacted the company I don’t know why you hummin’ me
I gotta start hurtin’ em’ give em’ to custody, luckily I got the millimeter on me
Maybe I should spray his brains on out, the outside ain’t protectin’ your skin,
The skinny layer of your skull is gonna go pop like gunna l,
Gun em to his side, sway his shit side to side, gimmie this imma run it
I’m goin’ go dumb in it, many ways to dye you hair in blood so spray it
You don’t wanna numb it nigga, I find ways to make you die for it
Sacrificing is for the greater good, leavin’ you stun and gunned
I nailed your saint into the coffin nun, I run for the pocket change
Like this flow pocket is a change in my system, I insisted
You sit em’ don’t try to stem me, I gonna stab you in the eye
Eye of a storm so you eye me sidedly difference is I’ll have a death of a stare
Death blow right to the stomach, next is to the ribs, nightly I’ll break you, I don’t care
If you have to car ride me, I’ll drive by and stir up some violence
I’ll drop this bomb behind it, kaboom you like a car crash, give me the car insurance
To insure that his reassurance won’t return into him, I cover the block
With a little something something, I go pop a papa to make sure I get
//Hook
Active (Active), active (Active), active (Active), active (Active)
Active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah)
I love when this shit get
Active (Active), active (Active), active (Active), active
My bitch active (Damn), active (Damn), active (Woah)
I'm outside when this shit get (Active)
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Danegatior
Member since March 15 2022