Exile from Audobahn by Korey Costa & Nom-Mineral

[Intro: Nom-Mineral]
Exile

[Verse 1: Nom-Mineral]
I'm Lenny I listen to classical music n rap
When I do throw a party Lollapalooza n clap
Hello again Villain world says you’re a boozer
Willin’ to pay hoes when love is confusing

Mind diluted I blame truthers
Soil n soul richer than delta blue’s losers
Predict futures in waves like car poolers
Who stake claims cuz piss’ll dry sooner

Than blood n water, word to unborn daughters
Sooner be a martyr than fall to a par charter
Yeah yeah the tired old rap and his pie hole
But still cant love no pops though like Kylo

Tuckin’ in laymen multiple generations-
Laughin’ at dream chasers like you difference makin’?
Was it 98 n again in 2008 n
States of da statements “patience I’m gonna make it”
No appreciation nothing sacred beats n breaks n
Barely make 28 stark naked
Figure the formula big break to famous
But never make it like glow-in-the-dark rapists

What kinda man’ll choke those in power
The kinda man that won’t go empower
Him or herself n goes home to shower
Cant wash the stupid off face is cold sour

You aint a coward I get it you stand prouder
Powder up baby the mirrored hell’s louder
Wowzers, faith is born in a sworn doubter
Torn between life and death in the mourned hours

You should see what u look like from da outside
Rat race for the pop pride angry mob ties
Sound mind for long climbs reachin’ the summit to swan dive
Die hard fall fast like when Hans dies
Slave to the quantized, your bane to a moth’s eye
Same when you all cry, the paint on the wall dries
Aint for the pawn sized jawns this for the tall prize
Beef aint ever worth it with small fries

[Hook: Korey Costa & Nom-Mineral]
Leave before they find you watchin'
Take the backroads if you can
Breathe in more days, find new options
Things don't always go as planned

Yo, whose man's is this? (Who brought this fool?)
Who he ridin' with? (Yo, what he offer you?)

You got a lotta nerve lettin' ya jaw ride
Gettin' ya hogtied
Sendin' a message to ya peasants direct to the exit

[Verse 2: Korey Costa]
OK,
These days I meet lots of rappers
They want collabs, I just want a check
That sound shallow or influenced?
Well, this me at my most honest yet

I hit stage, I spit flames, I take daps, maybe pictures too
But these headliners all old timers, got no time, I got shit to do
But lemme
lemme explain those last few bars
'Fore I act too hard
Lemme stay ready
Sleep with one eye open, hey Feddy
Used to sleep around now I stay steady

Got one girl, and that's long distance
This local action something wrong with it
If these little fucks are tryna call me out
Somebody better tell them they got the wrong digits

Y'all listen to Thugga Thugga
Run up
What up?
Catch a motherfuckin' body and bounce
Cool, lemme rob me the sound
I do this better, should be obvious now

Should be
I should be less cocky and loud
My head is crazy like the sloppiest mouth
Think sesame like a monster
I need everything, don't go taking my poppy seeds out
I mean
You thinking of bagels? Maybe
Distracted as I make your bae go crazy
Ain't no radio sane enough to play me
Ain't no grave brave enough to lay me down to sleep,
How is he
I mean how is he still alive?
He's been killin' the game, you just killin' time

[Hook]

[Outro]
You've been to Portland
Get off to Florida
What's up New Orleans?

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• beats
• hip hop
• rap
• underground hip hop
• underground rap
• New Jersey