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★ intro: bridge ★
Am i going crazy then, am i right to think that if i keep persistent
Then i’m gonna make it there, oh so passionate, home run that sh#t
The trophy; i’ll take it back, so old fashioned i gloat like classical
Notes, yeah
★ verse 1 ★
I hope one day i get what i want, i ain’t tryna be greedy i’m just fair
In the thought that i deserve it all and i’m not talking ’bout
Everything, i just mean the sh#t i could never get when i fought for it
I soared for this, clawed my way out of this fortress pit, swore to lay
Down every thought i thinked, get all the pain out of this awkward
Situation it’s in, inside my brain though there’s a stalkеr that sits away
Until i think i got something good then he rеveals himself in
Proportion; in disproportionate bits, it’s awful it is
But i’d lying if i said i’m always sad, majority of the time i feel great
But ill fate comes in divided pills, take one they taste sum like expired
Fruit cake, that’s why i don’t take ’em that’s f#cking disgusting, man
What you on, but sometimes it feels like i swallowed a bunch cause
Outta nowhere it hits like bam with the glove, and i got jackass
m#th*rf#ck*rs telling me that i ain’t with the rap act, m#th*rf#ck*rs
Selling me too, i swear to god i start believing them cause they
Ain’t seeing the sh#t in my heart and they don’t want me to too
But i do, i do, and godamn i want this sh#t more than american law
Tells women they can not abort their child and they gotta have it
Even if it was forced there, pardon the analogy but i do not give a
f#ck, it’s hard be rational when you grew up with the love and was
Taught to be kind but this world is so evil, this world of sick people
Get you buried inside the bunch, yeah
★ bridge ★
Am i going crazy then, am i right to think that if i keep persistent
Then i’m gonna make it there, oh so passionate, home run that sh#t
The trophy; i’ll take it back, so old fashioned i gloat like classical
Notes; that’s bagatelle
★ verse 2 ★
Sounds so short and simple but so beautiful when the force is ample
I go for the temple then close the stem cells, hope to get you at a
More suspenseful time, raise the adrenaline, you got a new shirt like
Displaying a mannequin, you gotta infer what you say ‘stead of
Running that mouth you keep running like you staying ahead the
Race, but you ain’t in front of sh#t, the day you beat me’s the day
That i quit, that’s crazy but b#tch, i ain’t f#cking nicked the surface of
What i can say when i spit, i’m just starting i’ll say sh#t still when
Dearly departed, if you don’t sit still when near me, i’m on edge and
It will just feel so eerie to converse
Again, i hate saying this sh#t, i have more good days then weak days
In this b#tch but weekdays i just sit just playing with this mic like the
Media did since the age of the printed paper, put his face on the
Thing, change it a bit, make him an alien then say some some racist
sh#t then degrade him again cake the pale effect on a scale of ten
Damn, my apologies, i tend to ramble when penning a lot of these
Songs, it ain’t handy to bottle it and i got no other option but to fan
Out the daw, i write this then i lay the tracks, say the facts maybe
One day they’ll grasp how crazy that man is, amazing talent, they
Just had some trouble to face adaption
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That this ain’t a game to me, i ain’t playin sh#t, no twitching or flaking
See, i’m staying here, not moving a muscle man, you couldn’t shove
Me with wizardry masonry
Nah, this ain’t a game to me, i ain’t playin sh#t, no twitching or flaking
See, i’m staying here, not moving a muscle man, you couldn’t shove
Me with wizardry masonry
★ verse 3 ★
I just keep building my craft, who’da knew that i’d stay true to my
Craft, after all this time they thought i would stop, but i just kept
Shooting like zapruder with that camera that got mr kennedy’s last
Moments before the blitz obscenity, fast forward this war we’re in’s
Already the crass horror we wanted it to never be
See, i get so off topic, i think of a damn random message and jot it
And it don’t add nothing but honestly i don’t think it’s affecting the
Progress, like i said, i like to ramble, the mic’s my family and the line’s
The mantle; they go together like being in front of the fireplace to
Sing a christmas night soprano, yeah uh
★ outro: bridge ★
Am i going crazy then, am i right to think that if i keep persistent
Then i’m gonna make it there, oh so passionate, home run that sh#t
The trophy; i’ll take it back, so old fashioned i gloat like classical
Notes that’s bagatelle
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