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Self-Conscious
- The rhythm of literature emits from my wrist
- As I let the instrumental beat flow
- And I see my own will within
- It's like I took a depressant cause my brain feels low
- And I know hence this my confidence is a no show
- But what's a nerdy white kid to do when people think he's a weirdo?
- Hero
- I'm like a so so, ain't got too much glam for 'em showgirls
- But y'all don't even know though, you see me for a second and then assume I'm a frikin' bozo
- That's low
- Suck you, I'm like a loco, home bro
- Ain't facts, so?
- I don't sip clicquot
- I ain't as classy as Wiz
- But peeps say I'm a wiz
- But then again maybe I'm just a pretentious chizz
- Icarly, get your slang straight, snitch, I'mma do some family bizz
- You see I admire people who think before they act
- Immaturity for my ass is like the magnet's poles lack
- People tell me to shut my mouth up because I ain't black
- and somehow come to a syllogistic claim that I can't rap
- But I don't care about skin color, I love the whole world
- I believe in peace and Martin Luther King's murals which he paints
- with the words "quality", "content", and differentiating whorls
- I still can make my own deductions like A+B=C
- So here's one for you: I am good. People are bad. I am a person.
- Therefore, I'm a fucking neutralized gad
- Ain't it rad?
- Looking in the fucking classified newspaper ads
- I don't even know where I'm headed, ain't it sad?
- Suburban kid on RapPad at 2:30 in the morning
- Bring the sunlight back
- Now I know what to do despite not having no clue
- It's like I'm feelin' a little Blue
- Maybe next time I'll get the cue
- And the nights are like hell when you like a girl and never tell
- And maybe the odds are in my favor, but now I just spit "Oh well"
- 'Cause you say I'm a damn passive, I'm like, fuck it, I excel
- But then again your only salutations are just simple farewells
- And I'm saved by the bell but soon the bell will stop ringing
- And I'll either have the choice to tell her or just drop dead arriving
- DOA, call the DEA, I sure don't travel that way, maybe I am gay
- But, then again, I could say, I would say with ill fate
- I like a girl and if she ever liked me I would love her 'till the end of days
- I go all the way, no stopping mid way for relays and pre pays
- I ain't fake, but I see stakes, there's one in my chest now, Cupid's silly face
- Is this a race? Since haste makes waste, but I admire her more than I admire my own pace
- She smells great, I fell late, I like her perspired embrace, her blushed face
- I'm lovesick and it's great
- You don't even know me, but still you say I got dat bipolar traces
- Snitch, I got them vibes since Kendrick was spittin' mad firestorms
- And I still jot those notes down for my study purposes, mate
- Learn from the best and you'll end up without any hate
- Then again, what's the principle of rap? Oh wait.
- Fuck, I'm rat bait.
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