"Blatant Realism"
A bit Explicit, hope I don't offend.
Burry me fifty feet
Into the the earths surface,
sell me while I’m asleep
To these dangerous merchants
I’m a surgeon with these knives....
No degree or skilled learnin’
I’m just another kid
With a wicked blood stained origin...
As venomous as a viper
I’m as vile as a cobra,
You’d like to find out who I am!?
Hmmm, well I told ya?
You’d missed your only chance
And There’s no starting over
You get your results...
Like a vender shoots cola.
This cloud above my head
Follows me when I’m upset,
I hang my skull down
And walk like the livin dead,
I crave for human flesh
When you start beef with the best,
There’s no argument
Nor contest,
Just sit down to the rhythm
Love my music and be honest’
These porch lights dim
Just like the ones in my heart,
I’m to far to stop here until you make it clear
No one knows who you are..
Haha I asked her out
Haha... yeah just a bit of regret,
That ignorant girl still doesn’t know
What she said “no” too yet HAHA!
When I’m on the stage
Getting paid to perform,
I hope your not there
Seeking any kind of reward!
Cuz I promise I’ll be honest
With these raging storms!!!,
I’ll throw you into a tornado!
You’ll wish you had never been born!
I’m sick of this and sick of you
Along with our society,
No matter how far I ago
The illuminati could never buy me!
I don’t even care what they offer
10 million in poverty,
They air an expensive commercial
But still can’t meet the Childs needs...
Look,
I give chances to people...
They throw em like a saucer,
If I give you a chance
That’s a one time offer!
Just try to sue me kids
Yeah head down to the law firm,
Tell em you there for VILT
They’ll laugh while you observe and learn.
You had your chance
Now it’s off the table,
I flip this shit like an omelet
Putting cream cheese on my bagel!
I devour our beef
I breed with beats, a hateful harmony!
I would create and army
But I’m a one man....pardon me....
My blood pressure...
Could easily flood a neighborhood,
My problems with love...
Could have easily been solved, yeah it could...
It seems I need money,
Girls wouldn’t give me a chance,
Instead I’m o sag my pants,
And listen to them demand,
And as I laugh at that crap
I seek to revamp,
Title me as a “doucebag”
I cant stand crazy broads, man!
I’m o just do me,
You can believe that it’s hard to see,
You hate "wow he’s bad,
Two chains and Nikki are beast".
Well if you believe that
You don’t have any taste,
In music and or life
Although I try to relate
I still can’t pass through
These hidden razor blades
Like I said I try for y’all,
But just then... my head decapitates...
I put these lyrics on a plate
I try to sit at new tables,
Get rejected, not popular
Damn, it’s so painful!!
I don’t want to fit in
Your out to break a ankle
propose I do it first kid
Come at me, I’ll race you’!
I adore my fans
And the people who like my status,
Who comment and talk about rap
In general we establish
That the world isn’t ready
For hookers and drug addicts
But then it never was
So well... we can’t help what has happened..
“I’m different” is a song
He did with copy and paste,
He wrote the same lines
Just in a different place,
He’s got some fooled
Yet again, the instrumentals are great
...THE WORDS truly speak...
The beat gets out what they say....
I don’t know man
I’m not trying to hate,
I’m just pointin out rappers
That don’t deserve to get paid
They don’t deserve all the money
Along with a financial state
A millionaire diva...
Says its hard to be her, WAIT....
So you live in the ghetto?
No food, low pay, robbers
In New York they got apartments
Worth 200,000 dollars...
And that’s just rent
Tell me the worlds truly ours’...
When we can’t afford for kids
man ...Were all just cowards...
I’m done with these hypocrites
All of them who promise shit,
But we never get to see
A goal, or an accomplishment,
Just keep on talking kids
See where that all gets us in,
A deep load of trouble
For self defense and politics.
(2014)
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