Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Pursuit, artist - Nyck Caution. Date of issue: 13.06.2016
Song language: English
The Pursuit |
| Yeah |
| Wake up |
| I assassinate these villains |
| Vaccinate my children |
| In the apple we be rotting |
| While I calculate a million |
| Break the shackle off my ankle |
| 'cuz they tryna make me fit in |
| And there’s them who know |
| That we rise for the resistance |
| Boom, you an imposter |
| I be getting bread of focaccia |
| Doctor, Betty Crocker, I spit improper |
| Laryngitis be the only obstacle |
| That’s ever keeping me quiet inspired |
| Get a basket of bread |
| I see this traffic ahead (Work) |
| But my blunt is ashing instead |
| We got that sticky |
| Puffing out my vision, getting trippy, bands, give me 4 eyes like Mississippi |
| your miss is with me |
| Lost living over cause giving |
| Mature women in the Porsche they riding around getting lost in it |
| And it’s all tinted |
| Ain’t no ventilation |
| Hotbox 'til I’m at my destination |
| And I tell you don’t fuck with this |
| The young bandit with your bitch on my bucketlist |
| You say you balling I will Louisville slug your pitch |
| It’s like I’m teeing off Called up |
| Show you little leaguers I evolve |
| So now they pulled a Don Perry |
| So now they get my song ready used to have my palms sweaty |
| Now there’s no ignoring C |
| Fighting for the peace |
| I promise to give you all of me |
| Yeah |
| So take it all as a present mama |
| I break you off in a second Nah |
| So just put my weed into sections |
| And it’s on |
| And it’s on |
| Can I say something? |
| Uhm, I’m the type of person |
| If you ask me a question and I don’t know the answer |
| I’m gonna tell you that I don’t know |
| I know how to find the answer and I will find the answer (yeah) |
| Is that fair enough? |
| Imma have to stop when I realize what I know |
| That you gotta go and have to aim for the top |
| Then your ceiling will explode |
| I’m dealing with the globe |
| And it’s balanced on my shoulders |
| I can never slip on my Pro shift you know this |
| And I be aware of what you set aside |
| You from a world I just can’t synthesis to set ‘em right |
| So when you step outside |
| Make sure you set your step and |
| You don’t ever mess with the threat that gon' keep your death in mind |
| I’m, asking for effort |
| Pass on my pleasure |
| Rap about happiness |
| Masking the pressure |
| I got this passion forever |
| Everlasting life that was supposed to happen together |
| But it’s lost in the distance |
| Lord, I’m forgiving |
| For any sin I plot, I just got to go get it |
| Until I ride and I’m finished |
| I will not stop. |
| Why? |
| Cause the sky is the limit (yeah) |
| I’m disguising the limit |