Let Go

Let's Go (featuring 247)
written by Nathan Conrad, sylvester barrett and Nick Mitchell
Cold as the final word but good as morning glory
My raps an editorial for those who don't support me
When I fill my tank with gas collapse with needle drops performing
It's Beatles songs and morphine with dreams in sequence forming
They teasing my allegiance like I'm treason on old glory
Plea to find a reason but that seems to be the story
Season of the peanut dusted kilos set before me 
I'm keepin the beat on a four string
and sleeping on feeble endorphins  
It's morphing I'm the wolf now
Got so many tricks I'ma pull out
Like I'm so hype I need to cool down
I'm so hip I need a cool frown
Let's go!
It's an impossible exit
I've got more grudges invested 
then you've got thugs on the guest list
Let's go!
I get so tired and congested
The sabotage my intention with animosity pending
Let's go!
The finalize my invention
your love's a stylized engine at a tyrant convention
Let's go!
and try to blind the contentment 
A fine time to be festive 
We wait in line for the ending 
Acting like I only sort of left
Sort of step toward the porters rest
With a quarter breath holding on my ordinary boredom reps
Course kept even if it was a shorter set
Voice stays raw like I'm speaking with eternal specs
Born a natural, a veteran of creeping death
First word heard was an audible to recent text
Deep in flex while the weak seem to regress
Everyday's another day to keep people speechless
get a beat test check heart for signs of weakness
I've been defeated but a leap when it comes to features
Deep seeker, a word speech and beat pleaser
until the day I turn Boom Geezer or Ebeneezer
Dropping lines like gameboys hit you with seizures
From a backlit malfunction that made you a sudden sleeper
I bring the fever and appeal to ill believers
Reduce you down to fractions like a motorola beeper
Let's go!
It's an impossible exit
I've got more grudges invested 
then you've got thugs on the guest list
Let's go!
I get so tired and congested
The sabotage my intention with animosity pending
Let's go!
The finalize my invention
your love's a stylized engine at a tyrant convention
Let's go!
and try to blind the contentment 
A fine time to be festive 
We wait in line for the ending 
I've been ready since 6 in the morn
While you walk around looking like you listen to Korn
Chock full o'nuts sipping while I'm digging these horns
You're numb to true beauty you're addicted to porn
I was born ready I was born scarred 
I need to go to the gym and work out my forearms
You sell a lot of drugs while I tour hard
I was rapping in courtyards 
You were crashing your sports car
Never wanted to be king of the sports bar
or another sore star cussing out my supporters
So condescending when I sign your report card
I've said it before are you ready for your chores brah
Let's go!
It's an impossible exit
I've got more grudges invested 
then you've got thugs on the guest list
Let's go!
I get so tired and congested
The sabotage my intention with animosity pending
Let's go!
The finalize my invention
your love's a stylized engine at a tyrant convention
Let's go!
and try to blind the contentment 
A fine time to be festive 
We wait in line for the ending