Cannon Blast Lyrics

Forging with the Sly Kid

Beats are like a Cannon Blast

Fortunes from the Vibes Its

Leechin in, Ya Cannot Last

The Chords are all so Vibrant

Speakin to yer Soul thru Wax

Keep Forgin til the Tides-In

Seekin til were Old or Whacked

Heyo

The Rogue Sly in the Spot

Unseen like a Shadow Figure

Rain Down Attacks from Up Top

Supreme on the Battle Fixture

Yer Armors made of Artifacts

Get hit with the Shatter Flicker

My Armies full of Alley Cats

So Quick In a Tattered Mixture

Of Fine Clothes

Acquired Skillfully

Thru Sleight of Hand/

Fantasy Hop

From the Top of the Dome

When I Write it Fam

Buncha Buccaneers

Tuckin Spears

While We Kite a Band

Of The King's Treasury Guards

But fuck it

Aint that the Plight of Man

We A Slave Race created by Aquatic Alien Visitors

Got an Underwater Rhyme Scheme called Sapien Syllables

If You Listen to my Scrolls Please Stop Taking it Literal

West Coast Hip Hops Rogue like I Slay Kings for Decimals

I'm Raiding with Decibels got Flame

Enchanted Scimitars

Training against Sentinels while Evading

Chanting Been a Bard

Swinging a Fuckin Axe at a Skeleton

That Grips a Large

Gnarly Spear

It Stabs in Quick

My Vocals Spit and Hit It Hard

Flip it Yards

Its Bones Collapse

Under the Pure Pressure

In the Park

In Robes of Black

Looting the Weird Spectre

It Heard me thru the Fog Like I was Speaking with Clear Effort

Kept Searching like a Dog I was Seeking the Sheer Terror

We Crafting the Dopest

Back with the Gold Kid

Keep Crafting the Dopest

& Hack thru you Old Skids

Yo It's After Dark at the Tower of the Sunset

The Magics all Gone but the Powers still the Subject

Weaving Water Spells yo the Cowards catch the Club Jet

Splashin in their Chest and For Hours Snatch the Grub Yet

These motherfuckers don't Respect the Jux Catch an Axe

Thru yer Cap Ruder Rats y'all R all gettin Hacked in Half

Throw it up when you see me like Im After Cash

Two Handed Slew Bandits in a Wrathful Clash

Screw Canvas New Hammers Blast yo Ass

Didn't know I been doin this since Aftermath

Gold Gaudy Big Chain with the Staff to Match

Yo Shawty Quit Playing grab the Stacks n Dash

Get it in the fuckin Bag lets get Back inna Flash

& Start Craftin this shit again - Mr Mac Attack

Forging with the Sly Kid

Beats are like a Cannon Blast

Fortunes from the Vibes Its

Leechin in, Ya Cannot Last

The Chords are all so Vibrant

Speakin to yer Soul thru Wax

Keep Forgin til the Tides In

Seekin til were Old or Whacked