Lowkey - Dear Listener lyrics

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<i>[Verse 1:]</i>

This is for my people that miss me, I know you needed this

Every single stroke could append is a stroke of genius

Other than my cd, you ain't heard a flow as deep as this

Every verse should be treated like the mona lisa is

And yeah you might have the upper hand, if we're speaking dough

And yeah I understand that you get "G" for shows

But all you've ever done is boast, with your feeble flow

My music's touch more peoples souls than I could even know

My whole heart, that's what I give to my fans

A listener's tear is worth more than a mil in my hand

All you talk about is flipping grams and triggers that bang

Me, I consider lyricism, a privilege fam

When it comes to putting words together it's certain that I'm better

Every verse you heard is like a personal letter

So when I die, my fans can say they all knew me

Lowkey, Double P, Yours Truly

(I feel, so hear)

<i>[Verse 2:]</i>

This is for those praying through hell, till they're in paradise

I cry blood for the children of palestine

My life's left me so emotionally paralyzed

I couldn't even cry in a funeral where my nana died

My words are swords, have served their cause like a samurai

Cameras spy on the average guy weaving through traffic lights

These are savage times, expand your mind and analyze

Don't glamorize the gangsta life, like these other rappers might

Haters stay around me like, satellites orbit

You don't want to see the pair of guys I strategize war with

Peoples army work it, you batty guys forfeit

Not jamaican but I'm eating aki like swordfish

When it comes to putting words together it's certain that I'm better

Every verse you heard is like a personal letter

So when I die, my fans can say they all knew me

Lowkey, people's army, yours truly

(I feel, So hear)

<i>[Verse 3:]</i>

I told the world about my issues and the things I went through

In this game it's undeniable I'm influential

The strength of my mental, is making other spitters tremble

All I needs a piece of paper, a pencil, and instrumental

I didn't settle till I took it to a different level

Gripping metal and flipping pebbles, you sided with the devil

I see you flossing in your video that looks a rental

That little bezel around your neck don't make you flippin' special

I'm quite high when I am writing my rhymes

Like I am mike tyson on a fight night in his prime

I'm like einstein, got it all precise in my mind

With the mic I'm like? most violent times

When it comes to putting words together it's certain that I'm better

Every verse you heard is like a personal letter

So when I die, my fans can say they all knew me

Lowkey, Mongrel, Tours Truly