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Hallucinations
- yesterday thought I heard voices, that told me to stab every rapper I come across with
- demons stuck in my throat as I rhyme I’m feeling nauseous
- oh shit, someone call Moses, I need him to split this ocean I’m facing I’m trying to get across it
- fly but still walking on the road to success, listen I need to get closer than this
- can’t just cut my losses, I need closure for this
- sagged my pants for years and now I need to patch the holes that I’ve ripped
- tears run down my cheeks as I feel I was tricked
- feel like my punchlines could never match the base when it kicks
- so if I’ll ever blow up it’ll be cuz I’m rapping to the beat of a bomb as it ticks
- yeah maybe I’m bonkers and shit
- but better hide in your bunker when I’m coming to conquer you place
- plunder and slay, I’ve been plotting for hundreds of days
- blueprints in my head, and I’m a few inches away, from coming with guns, throwing my conscience away
- why would I enter a game if I ain’t had a chance to prevail
- that would be like putting on swim shorts just to go stand in the rain
- that would be like punching myself till I’m bruised just to say that I’m Wayne
- just to fight Superman and tie Lois Lane on the same lane as an oncoming train
- yeah I train, even with a sprained ankle
- leave bloodstains on the pad, little chest pain could never astray me from my path
- say what’s a Fenix to me, when I hold the ashtray in my hands
- foot sleeping on the gas
- running from the past and I can feel the future catching on me fast
- a lot of rappers seem so focused of only matching the demand
- me I could never understand a brand
- I’ll lay waste, throw your Apple in the trash, boo at you and spook the game better than a Monster can
- too long you’ve slept on me, now my name’s written on the hour hand
- get more done in a day than Jack Bauer man/can
- listen I still remember the cowards laughing at me
- when I was average damn, I wonder what happened at me, can nothing match the power that grabbed me
- was studying for exams, while blasting Bar Exam
- now probably end up writing rhymes on the backside of my college degree
- we’re tapping into my thoughts you following me
- not what you thought I would be
- working with demons that once were torturing me
- that’s the soldier in me, soul cold as can be, never known to retreat, never noticed fatigue
- mind of an artist and that’s how it’ll forever gon’ be
- Michael Scofield escaping is what raising the bar is to me
- I’ll make it rhyme when I breathe a sigh of relief
- if ever there was that type of sight to be seen
- always liked to think that one day I might just succeed
- mic skills like Mike Tyson I beat, competition
- box competition
- six feet deep with infinite ammunition
- what I am to you is a musician but if you look the reflection shows a man on a mission
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