N/A - Vibe.Ration HD

1st track to "Duality" an E.P. by N/A Producer: Canis Major Sound Engineer: KR 3D Artist: Alex Konovalov Contacts: N/A: https://www.instagram.com/microphone.tesla/ CANIS MAJOR: https://www.beatstars.com/canismajor ALEX KONOVALOV: https://www.instagram.com/alexkonovalove 13AKER’S DOZEN: https://www.facebook.com/the13akery/ https://soundcloud.com/bakers-dozen-13 http://www.youtube.com/c/BakersDozenOfficial For bookings or collaborations contact the13akery@gmail.com Lyrics: VIBE_Ration Life’s over in a minute but it’s/ours/hours imma live it to the limit then I’ll hit re.play, sick of rolling out of bed like a peasant havin said the same shift on a different. Day, when a cracker gonna snap it’ll pop off but it won’t stop till the bigger break, if you summit up your fears then they plummet cause when you flip scripts it recipro.cates, cross borders to infiltrate, in order to insu. Late, getting lighter than a feather heavy metal never settle so I’m peddling that middle. Weight/wait, dead ringer put a gem/jam on her finger been committed but he didn’t ever pick no. Date, but but I pick up the pace, pencils is printing as if it’s erase/a race, it’ll be fine say it’ll be great, be little me too little to late, see what I see as I’m drifting through space, where I laid the foundation now fix up your face, ITCH please. It’s a disgrace, we hug and we kiss In a bitter embrace, follow my lead till I give in and chase, cause the fox knows the fix is a itch to replace 1st Hook: so I pick up my pen and my pad and that mic and play my role, play my role Cause if it ain’t hip hop homie can’t nobody save my soul repeat x2 2nd Hook: Me and my dog pound hounds call foul then we howled at your moon, vibes are my pride and my joy y’all clap then scowl at the groom, you and your dog pound hounds call foul then you howled at my moon clap the. Scowl at the groomed clap then scowl at the groomed C.C.C.CCue like the news we buck or we fight, had some long dog days and a couple worst nights, never mind blind rage what is love at first sight, to a stone cold home with a couple burst pipes, cried no river since the cascade froze, petals still slip from a glass cased rose, hoes have a way of making bad days blow, in a smoke filled void where the ash tray grow, love grows old if it don’t grow up, shockin the senses you’ve yet to conduct, drink deep or taste not for I measure no cups, cause the nose knows or he won’t know much, said/set of dope flows and low dough budget promo bono in a go pro flux, huffing and he puffing till the quote blows up, that double dragon clutching on a dojo Dutch, holy water burn them I bathe in the flame, cooled off quick made way for the rain/reign, left untamed I’d be chained to my shame, had a boom baptism in a basement unnamed, FACE IT never had a taste of the fame, raising the roof made stakes /steaks do the same, blaze in the booth cause I play through the pain of the ten thousand letters that I stained in restraint.... 1st Ho