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[Verse 1]
It’s a world of angels overrun by demons
Begging to be heard, yeah I'm screaming
All I want is an opportunity, can't corrupt my mind
Posses an immunity, to bullshit, press play, never quit
Passion, yeah I'm full of it, and my flow is eloquent
What I see is a bunch of sinners praying at the alter
Personality you couldn't alter
This something the preacher can't preach
Your greed feeds off ya blood like a leech
Diamond flooded idols we must impeach
That apple of knowledge is too far away and yet we still reach Cause this is my mission, this is my decision
Am I a stupid joke? Well use your intuition
If I was a doctor this would be my first incision
Cutting you open with impeccable precision
I know I can make it, cause all I hear around here is me
Only starting this climb, nobody else I can see
Go by my own name, nobody else I'd rather be
Music IS in my blood, I’m infected, HIV
But it's okay though, we were born to die
Music lives on forever, when it comes dying
I call that a lie, immortalized music I imply
Honor comes first like a fucking Samurai!
Must stay strong, don't ever let them see you cry
Point at my wrist to let em know that it’s my time (my time)
God damn, this rap is fucking fine, don't need no charity
Illest around? Oh you daring me?! Skills and brains?
Yeah I'm a rarity, sincerity or vulgarity
There is no comparing me, nobody can touch me
Cause I'm deadlier than ever, got a passion for real rap
Won't find nobody better, and that's my word
Gotta come out of these gates hot as hell
(I got a question for you man, what?)
Who will use it?! Man I will use it!
I'm sick of seeing so called "artists" fucking abuse it!
Creating an industry of nonsense
Terrified they're aren't enough of "us" real rappers left
Sorry if I seem a little too intense
Couldn’t sit back and let fakes take it over
Red rings but I don't know "game over"
Cause I'm making something more, something you wish you
Could buy from your local record store, but the world ain't ready Thankfully the underground likes a rebel, but to make it big
Gotta be clean enough to be on the telly, 2019, not PC
So no label will sell me, I will fucking sell me
Make my own sandwich cause I run my own deli
Walking into my shop, making food for thought is what I do Nonstop, stakeout your lot, gay joke, butt fuck a cop
Cause them pigs is fake, this ain't a joke, I'm real
But you a Facebook poke, deal or no deal?
Life’s a big ass game, you Kardashian, you big ass fame
She got a big ass then I can’t complain
I just went super saiyon, Buffy Summers pussy slayin
So many bars I be laying, could build an entire prison
With each lyrical decision, shut up and listen
This ain’t fractions or division
I guarantee you’ll see me on the television
But for now I’m worried cause...
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Everything’s collapsing
I don't know what happened?
Out of my time like Captain, America
Rest In Peace little Erica
In guns we trust
This is corporate America
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