What is going on? you can trust what i’ve been saying in my songs
It’s my life, i’ve lived it so how can i be wrong
Picked on, walked on, bullied, but i stayed strong
I’m heated and i’m fuming, i’m the highest in the room
Dropping all this fire to put light on what i do
My obsessive nature is something i finally can use
Joe spoken now it’s time for him to do
I’m like ben in parks and rec, i’ll never let it go
Looking for mrs right but all i get is “nope”
How many f#cking times have i said it though
Saw world’s collide, now i’m on a quest for home
I’m not chill but the things i say are very cold
This will be a murder that nobody will solve
f#ck this game, i’ve been planning an assault
Kill it silently – i hope you have your finger on the pulse
Think i really should get to stacking funds
When i get the loot, i’ll be having fun
You gon’ see a monster ball like a bakugan
’till then tell other rappers that they’re gonna have to run
I like winning but most disappear
Once they grab the win like the tri wizard cup
They start well but lose it at the end like a bad joke
They shoot up off one song and then plateau
In album but i’ll still take shots
You don’t see the bullets coming but you’re shell shocked
Success is so illusive so when i go to the booth
I overdo it, i’m like joyner lucas cos i’m broke and stupid
What is going on? you can trust what i’ve been saying in my songs
It’s my life, i’ve lived it so how can i be wrong
Picked on, walked on, bullied, but i stayed strong
Women call me a dick
But i just came out swinging so i guess that it fits
Wanna get to my head? then you gotta go through my helmet b#tch
But that sh#t protects me, it’s never to be snipped
You never beat me, you just imagined that you did
Only time i’m going underground in a box is in a lift
A plain cracker with the flavour i promise i’ll never dip
As long as there’s saliva in my mouth i’m gonna spit
Still i remain glued to the mission
So the tricks i’ve got up my sleeve are confusing magicians
I’m in the least lucrative business
So i don’t gloat about my riches – guess i’m doing it different
People have told me that i’m rude to the women
I don’t know whether that’s true or it isn’t
But ladies lemme squash the feud in this instant
Shut up and get back to making food in the kitchen
I can’t stop the words from jumping off my pad
The skills that you possess are under what i have
The fans storm the gates, bring the thunder with the clap
Plus the fact i’m dissing every m#th*rf#ck*r when i rap
Got knives in my stomach, gut and in my back
I’ve made so many cuts but i’ll have another stab
I guess i’ve found comfort in the fact
I can kick it, i ain’t running to the money or a bag
What is going on? you can trust what i’ve been saying in my songs
It’s my life, i’ve lived it so how can i be wrong
Picked on, walked on, bullied, but i stayed strong
What is going on? you can trust what i’ve been saying in my songs
It’s my life, i’ve lived it so how can i be wrong
Picked on, walked on, bullied, but i stayed strong
It’s time for the grand finale
I get gassed up about words call me a grammar n#z#
I used to have it hard now i don’t need to chat at parties
Cos i’m local – from rapping at my primary school oval
I was quietly hopeful that one day i would master it
I set a target everyday to raise the bar a bit
And speak what’s on my mind regardless of how dark it is
Because that’s exactly what a f#cking artist is
I’m the king of cold bars bet you’re sick of me
The victor fries his enemies like mister freeze
You better remember this quite vividly
I’m here to shock the streets not to rewrite history
Gifted with ability to scribble rhythmic schemes
How it was given to me is a mystery maybe a mythical wizard
But i was encrypted so differently, written a billion similes
I’m the epitome of a bitter winner but gripping my victories
What is going on? you can trust what i’ve been saying in my songs
It’s my life, i’ve lived it so how can i be wrong
Picked on, walked on, bullied, but i stayed strong
What is going on? you can trust what i’ve been saying in my songs
It’s my life, i’ve lived it so how can i be wrong
Picked on, walked on, bullied, but i stayed strong
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