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Listen to the sound of your soul, put pen to the scroll, you're gonna make it happen one day
Dream your dreams kid, you got to go big, but you can't do it all in a day
The possibilities is endless, no matter what the trend is, and people gon' say what they say
Know what I mean kid, understand, comprehend, get distractions outta the way
Listen to the sound of your soul, put pen to the scroll, you're gonna make it happen one day
You wanna battle? Come battle, best bring your whole click
Ain't no big pun, but still Syllabus quite thick
Trip my switch, I'll go flip the whole script
Roll ya twice over and deceptively quick
I know my crew got my back, but I handle my shit
I'm puttin' sanction on the friction then get back to my chick
Lickety-split, because she's wigglin hip
The anchors up, I think its time that I go Capt'n the ship
Bon Voyage…on the SS Phat Panda
Bout' to set sale from the D to Casa Blanca…or Blanca
Anywhere that she wants to swing the hammock fast underneath a Jacaranda
Just like an 80's Jane Fonda
Been doin it since long before I ever bought the Honda
Before YE was called Donda
This boy turned to man
Da-da-dun-da-da-dada
Dream your dreams kid, gots to go big, but you can't do it all in a day
The possibilities is endless, no matter what the trend is, and people gon' say what they say
Know what I mean kid, understand, comprehend, get distractions outta the way
Listen to the sound of your soul, put pen to the scroll, you're gonna make it happen one day
Dream your dreams kid, gots to go big, but you can't do it all in a day
The possibilities is endless, no matter what the trend is, and people gon' say what they say
Know what I mean kid, understand, comprehend, get distractions outta the way
Listen to the sound of your soul, put pen to the scroll, you're gonna make it happen one day
You wanna battle, come battle, best bring your whole click
Cuz messin with Syllabus, man you messin with Quick
Speakin of Quick, I dont condone beef when I spit
I battle words like torpedos sinkin the ships
Lyrics equipped, a task-force armfully skilled
Im ready like Tim the tool man, with a hammer and drill
Pardon my tone, one day this flow payin' sum bills
Take me somewhere new, my roots still on my heels
Im not washed, I wasn't born with no gills
But sending shock vibes through your spine like an eel
And speaking of ill
Panda bring the beat to life, just for Quick to kill
I'm...cool, calm, collected & Chill
But too low-key to ever want that Mass Appeal
Too High-key to want God concealed
Told Him to break my will, so Jesus just grab the wheel