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Up To Me
- INTRO(0:01 0:16) "Man.. sometimes I honestly don't get it..how did hip hop end up this way...and..what the fuck meaning does it carry?"
- LINE 1(0:16) Confusion, confusion, confusion (what?) What am I hearing on the radio? it's scary though the lyrics are ass with barely a flow and you expect me to ride to this but with these kind of climates Maniacle is gonna have to fucking back it up every time you rhyme so childish (Blah!)
- Sticking out your guns, waving your hands and getting a record deal from the apartment upstairs (ah) yeah,yeah you a Savage now for saying fuck the parents and slaying the bread, y'all are toast to me in my yard forever laying dead I'm portraying prime examples of why violence to you and I is, completely separate definitions mine is, hacking bodies like a prototype, chaining em' up on motobikes till the shits cut up like a prime rib (what!)
- Taking slomo bites cause it's almost time to replace this new generations pussies with Vicodin open your legs up with a handcuff bitch stand em' up quick cause your newborn kids gonna have to taste something, as I grab reality by the fucking nuts to show em' twice they panic..cause they barely know of what's next in my kit of lesson learning, take these kids and make a life lesson better than shit I'm hearing today, I need ear plugs to elevate my limbs, and keep me off ground while I'm making some shit, and pray to God that this fake nonsense you call hip hop music eventually dies off into no one's sight cause if not then I'm going on stage everyday with a fucking one on one fight, say something!
- LINE 2 (1:36) My love for rap is forever, my passion is a certain action that has to be taken and God knows that inside I'm asking a question..and within me lies an answer inside the blackness together pounding on my head screaming "Try! Just try to separate this madness for better!"
- I snapped like five times in my mind trying to rewind my knowledge of this shit till diamonds turned back to ashes and stacked shit like these words, building blocks creating messes and messages for the masses, creating art in the background covered by worst records attacking listeners by letters across this fucking atlas..
- You will never be able to take away my goals! All these years of practice and pain, the shackles and chains you'd best bet I'm labeled as the best if not recognized for rapping insane, motherfuckers hate all making a difference, even Adolf eating off the plate of history makers, my words carry the disabled and call out the fakes oh, go all out with hate though and wait for Maniacle to awake so, these bastards and rapper actresses can get played in this game, and taken away instead of being a distraction for what really fuckin matters!
- Yeah my last song was shit! but I'm still here making sense covering the tracks I layed smothering it! Fuck new hip hop everytime my body has to cringe when someone's bumping it I'm fucking sick, getting dumped over and kicked in my fucking ribs! My tongue just twists at the sight I'm blind enough to see, because "Y'all" dance and go hard about sluts and drugs promoting violence but the minute I come out y'all get offended and hide right up to these other artists, your retarded if you think I'm hiding cause Maniacle hunts and breeds you fuck with me punk your dead meat
- If anything ha, I'm just living my life.."Y'all look up to me"..ya,ya, ya.. y'all look up to me...
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