Be who you are brutally/never be what someone else chooses you to be/sad to see these people kicking others out of their own country/they're brothers to you but you treat them foolishly/ What will they say about you on your eulogy?/ Black sophocles with the way i see analyzing mathematically/ This world is losing it sense of self and even practicality/ All i see on the gram is a loss of reality/ A girl's ass got to be big as a horse to increase sexuality, goddamn/ I think i lost my damn head/ For me idolizing and wanting to be someone who couldn't care if i was dead/ Or if I was sick in bed/ Instead i see it's that millenial shit/ But i got some good homies that relate and brought me out of it/ maybe we aren't as bad as we seem/ We got some goals and dreams but they're just tethered in technology/ can't afford to be lazy/ time's moving quick lately/ i better run with it soon cause god willing i hope i live to see eighty....
Since fifth grade, image of being the best, No rest for five days, Mediating getting on mind waves of being high, wait. I dont mean THC i mean that mental ellavate, Spitting chapters of childhood and feeling great, Allivated by those who know the hustle gets deep, Except by morning if frost aint on my breath it get weak, Every week behind curtains how do you spend your time? They asking me how I be spending mine and thats writing, Cold lines like the south pole on a cold climate, Back to the future im going 70 no matter timing, Tick time bomb strapped to the arm of mufasa asking who fasta, Then a mood blaster, true diaster to the rap game like a bad rasta, Get off my roster, you a white collar in the wrong place, a wrong chapter Spit to the psalms, napalm like that cannon holding with eight arms Half of the time the most of my grind is notebooks, The notes took on the greats hoping one day the young age, Take notes on me. Hopefully I hope for peace but overseas bombing doesnt leave, A hidden piece under that buckle of the kid wondering who gon see, Hoping to keep east and west a couple unless its monogomy, Get it? Coming live writing this in a kitchen, listening to beats Spitting out bars going gone with my teeth from mongontvery to cali Write down a board of rappers to tally that gon peak higher than me Go head, ill wait. Take the highway im not that cocky, actually mostly humbly in my lane, Except they asknig when im gon drop a debut CD and MP3 spamming my page, Greatness takes time and the time of practice doubles the paid, So let me harness the harvest of my talents before I get on stage, Thats the nuaince of trying to do this a serious way, They dont tend to believe the angel without a halo attempting to believe, In himself with these dreams outliving me, Heard aubrey say he go to dreams with a suitcase well then take me, Cause cash aint the motivator its the life that motivates me. It get real deep, like a pothole No a ground hog, no a silo Upside down the statue of libraty or eiffle, Speaking of eiffle i wonder bout the weather in paris, And whether ill be there to finally share it, I wonder if the risk of spending my youth aint close to the outcome, But the come up close enough way to make my name no longer X'd like malcom, Lately ive been feeling like a different malcom, one in the middle Of a dark spot and a tough spot when my closest friend off cut rock, And a caveman calling me man he like Wassup its the boondocks, Get tied up like dreadlocks in the wrong clique and bet yo life clocks, The wrong time like a broke watch, or a audemar I dont ball today, yet wait for the time to ball tomorrow, Graveyard and dead ravens like the superstars in baltimore, Never been but I rep the whole city like congress, The whole state like mayors do, bring my first tape to his manor too, Let that man play it out, the DMV gon play it out, You dont play tough when playing poker you keep your cards under your hands, Thats why the first time people hear this they too shocked like a damn trans, Its a damn shame how the silent type rap the biggest words from payments, Came down low touching the trench but im making moves call it break dance
And I ask the Lord to forgive him The word play got they vertebrae shiverin Tired of all you templetons I'm the calm before the storm The water that accepts the drop that starts the ripple danm I'm that unfamiliar sound that's dynamic and interestin Ryems words that are intricate Bookworm ryme slayer Sending signal to old cell phones and pagers My style awakens to medicate the ears that are aching Nothing given all taken Dominating whatever I'm face with Welcome to The Black Art Show
Milano è pazza, città di matti Ti cerchi una ragazza tra i tanti ricatti Intanto ti fai di stazza ma se poi li vedi scappi Tua mamma s’incazza e divento greco rompo i piatti Sono l’MC preferito dal tuo rapper preferito Come MF DOOM con una maschera ti do il benservito Diongue ception non mi serve un introduction Come Ice Cube dopo Lethal Injection Non rovinare la mia Collection di rapperini scaduti Che fanno i bruti tra i grandi Io Rappo per gli ascoltatori, i cazzoni e i fattoni Che hanno iniziano a farsi di erba Dalle medie e Dalle superiori Voglio parlare col governatore, l’ambasciatore e il boia E consigliargli per noia Di tagliar meglio le teste Per giocare a calcio nelle feste Sono così avanti che i miei non si sono ancora conosciuti Per pensare a una rima ti servono 10 fottuti minuti Adesso parlo sopra il beat Come mi dite da anni Mentre tu skippi gli album skit Io faccio più danni della guerra dei trent’anni Stai tranquillo che scriverò oro con questa mano Talmente tanto oro che ci costruirò un aeroplano Sono come uno sciame, ti taglio con tre lame e intanto scrivo nel mio esame così dopo posso usare il mio... liricismo Sei talmente basso che sembri il Gremlin Gizmo Stai lontano dal mic senno useremo il mismo Tu parli tanto di razzismo ma non sai cosa io ho visto Uomo senza pietà, senza tatto Come GZA per battermi ti servirà lo scacco matto 1-2-3-4 Da quanto sono avanti sono sia concreto che astratto Sono di rap malato non sono mai stato amato ma ti dico che se sono una merda tu sei il terzo strato Ti colpisco di fronte e di lato ti gira la testa non capisci niente Se ti dicono che sei forte la gente mente perché non riesci a mettere insieme manco una merda decente Qua qui vuole diventare milionario dica quiz R-I-P per il Capital Steez Cazzo guardi tutto il tempo se vuoi una foto faccio cheese Adesso ti dico l’alfabeto lo capisci, appena avrò finito a-z ti sbalordisci Amar addossa amarezza agli amanti Basta barare bussando bei brutti birbanti Cazzo calate carte cartomanti coi coglioni che castrano cambiando i coglioni agli altri Dito destro disegnante diamanti dai dilettanti La destrezza domante delle rime disarmanti E adesso elefanti energizzanti entusiastano la folla entusiastata e adesso basta Mi sono rotto Sono pronto una cazzo di festa Mi sento carico quanto una renna il giorno di Natale Scarico il guanto su una penna in un porno accidentale Lo sai bene che il Rap posso farlo bene e anche male Da quanto sono Nas potrei andare al tale e quale Sono il figlio del consiglio meglio di luglio A mantenere il mare sono meglio di uno scoglio Rima interna luminosa quanto una cazzo di lanterna Amar governa Quanto la sua bravura eterna
Its hard to be third eye conscious When ones constantly cautious Concretes a garden snake eyes watching Never know if its cobra or a friendly joe You wondering who rose from the dirt Just plant you below on some lets see if in my roots you can grow Or my shoes u can walk in Same concept different wording tho fuck a convertible iaint yo normal shmoe pull-up like prison swolls squad rolls like rs from brazilians spoke tounge twisting like kissing with a curvy hoe , every verse is so nappy like my curly fro stepping in some dog shit Only way ill ever have a dirty soul Corny but iaint tryna get the cream for my own on a selfish goal cropping on a selfish pose im tryna get it for my own on some help my folks and my bros balling together the shot clock shows no pressure without them its air ball face palm backhand my self for not knowing better
