Yo, I'm tired of this shit
Alright, yo, I got this shit yo
Damn
[Verse]
Now whatchu supposed to do
When you can't trust the ones whose most close to you
Tryna look at life with a third eye, such an open view
Till you realize that this shit suck
Makes you want to give up
But I got too much to lose, man this get tough
As you can see, I got the eye of the tiger
And fight fire with fire
But I know the messiah shall save y'all from bias and liars
Even though sometimes life's gon' be a real tussle
The tough times, it's hard to find someone that still love you
And if you do, it seems though, you have a precious piece
I always go like Mike Jackson, straight molesting beats
I'm so disrespectful, so let the legend rest in peace
My mama told me that my mouth gon' be the death of me
She prolly right though
The way I be flowing, like Mitchell, psycho
Gonna get me a deal, like Pac is gonna need lipo
Sometimes I just get anger and wanna just grab the rifle
Cuz me and Leone listen to rappers that act like light shows
And Shy Glizzy run circles more, but they won't ride with me
I get the papers and pull, this supposed to be my city
It seems like nobody respect my craft
Or the check I grab
To release the stress I have
That's why I'm screaming, "Fuck America"
Feeling like Adolf
Mama work for the government and still got laid off
Never went through a struggle, always lived in the suburbs
Straight A's, the dumb nerd
Never drunk, never puffed herb
I guess cuz it's not trap, my music overlooked
So on this tape, I swear my life just like an open book
I spit, and I paint pictures
Your music, just ain't vivid
Rapping bout that life that we all know that you ain't living
Shit, I guess it's just about sales nowadays
Talking about this trapper, how he went to jail, now he paid
See, what happened to real music
Some people they still do it
But overall, for overall this is real stupid
But this is genesis, work of art for him is penmanship
I just started, I'm bout to kill it, let me finish it
[Intro] Yo, I'm tired of this shit Alright, yo, I got this shit yo Damn [Verse] Now whatchu supposed to do When you can't trust the ones whose most close to you Tryna look at life with a third eye, such an open view Till you realize that this shit suck Makes you want to give up But I got too much to lose, man this get tough As you can see, I got the eye of the tiger And fight fire with fire But I know the messiah shall save y'all from bias and liars Even though sometimes life's gon' be a real tussle The tough times, it's hard to find someone that still love you And if you do, it seems though, you have a precious piece I always go like Mike Jackson, straight molesting beats I'm so disrespectful, so let the legend rest in peace My mama told me that my mouth gon' be the death of me She prolly right though The way I be flowing, like Mitchell, psycho Gonna get me a deal, like Pac is gonna need lipo Sometimes I just get anger and wanna just grab the rifle Cuz me and Leone listen to rappers that act like light shows And Shy Glizzy run circles more, but they won't ride with me I get the papers and pull, this supposed to be my city It seems like nobody respect my craft Or the check I grab To release the stress I have That's why I'm screaming, "Fuck America" Feeling like Adolf Mama work for the government and still got laid off Never went through a struggle, always lived in the suburbs Straight A's, the dumb nerd Never drunk, never puffed herb I guess cuz it's not trap, my music overlooked So on this tape, I swear my life just like an open book I spit, and I paint pictures Your music, just ain't vivid Rapping bout that life that we all know that you ain't living Shit, I guess it's just about sales nowadays Talking about this trapper, how he went to jail, now he paid See, what happened to real music Some people they still do it But overall, for overall this is real stupid But this is genesis, work of art for him is penmanship I just started, I'm bout to kill it, let me finish it Explain Request ×
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