Tek from Amalgamation by Fear the White Noise

[Verse 1]
Making shit up as I go, I don't need no prep
See my face in disguise of dust like Imhotep
Blazing shit up like dro so yo, ease yo breath
See my place in the sky, so what? Still need my rest
Kicking my feet up, time to ease up
Serving you all trays of truth, not in Ibiza
Working true all days the moon coming to greet us
After the sun down smacking these drum rounds
Not talking no gun sounds, bro talking of kill shots
All you rappers real soft, really need to chill dawg
Only shots I'm killing got my spilling my spirit
Homie lock his feelings in the drops, you'll hear it
If you listen, if you pay attention
What glitters ain't gold but his soul still glistens
Don't pay for missions paved with intentions
Only wait for wisdom, if it ain't within then
Close my eyes, open the mind
Expose the lies that erode the shine
Sitting in my room to chase the harder lesson
Livid at the doom that bring the armageddon
Meditating on which gates to open
Heaven or hell, really never can tell
Meditating on which pages are soaked in
The ink is ruined from the drink I'm spewing
Living dreams, I'm lucid, never meaning to harp
The strings still ring with a leak in the heart
Couple screws loose so I fix a screwdriver
Am I getting too loose? Little bit but who's liver?
Maybe dead in the head, never chasing the bread
Only fazed by the pay if it's raising the dead
Raise from the depths, let's keep shit simple
Before I leak your temples, make you weak and tremble
But don’t sweat the tek

[Chorus]
Don't sweat the tek

[Verse 2]
Never set limits, upset I test gimmicks
Never sweat the technique, can't stress the technician
Pencil neck geeks who wish to bed freaks
But never learned how to excel or spread sheets
While I burn the best cells to expose the growth
Remained under fed until I overdosed
Now I lay under beds to give em jump scares
Electric principles, blink, it was there?
I swear, I checked it! Bro chill on the drink
Cold stair reflecting: bro still on the brink
Of mass distractions and crass infractions
To collapse the average man back to savage lands
Baggage will ravage can't get back the sands
Of the hourglass as the hours pass
Time in my mind has shattered, scattered
As if it really even truly mattered
Cause of your tired works of norm then
Watch them perspire at perfect form when
Exporting torment, importing peace
Extorting chords and ignoring screams
Thanks to my tinnitus, let the light provide us
For the dark divide us, it's hard to find us
Need Stark reminders, Sir Downy juniors
Expounding rumors of his sound maneuvers
Talks of Iron-Man, Man of Steel
Walk entire lands plans to heal
Was sipping gin hoping to miss the message
Now I kick it like Jin in the midst of Tekken
Tag tournaments, had to circumvent
Collapse the curtain when be on the stage
Went beyond the grave, came back with new math
Crunching numbers, once a bummer, surpass the noose flash
Swinging in the mirror, the steam is heating up
Paper to vapor seen him cleaning up
Fresh to death though live and dirty
Respect the dead won't ride the gurney
Until my journey surpass the era
Head spinning, bread winning rhyme capoeira
Flows Eddy Gordo, brain Abby Normal
Investing more dough in patching portals
Closing wormholes, jump in snake pits
Problem still revolving, I turn to face it
Expose your bad form for homie meets you
Travel across platforms, Yoshimitsu
Trading souls for calibers, better hold your calipers
Never measure up and I just pulled Excalibur
From the Lady of the Lake who I'm taking on a date
Hope to take her to my place and change forsaken fate
But don’t sweat the tek

[Chorus]
Don't sweat the tek

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