Actually
• Written by Lambah
[Intro]
*TV playing with a whispering, grim voice talking*
"You can be a king or a street sweeper, but everyone dances with the grim reaper"
[Hook]
Actually, verbally paining
Actually, herbal straining
Actually, only saying
Actually [x2]
[Verse 1]
Actually, fatally slashing these enemies, restraining dark tendencies
I tend to be, feeling like nobody, no buddy, you a wannabe
I wanna be the son of thee, who's monstrosity is just a regularity
My thoughts are clouded but you can create the clarity, sure is a rarity
Actually, bringing it back to the serenity, for this track no negativity
It's getting heavy B, time to lower the gravity, over the rash depravity
I can now handle this, I rose my mental capacity, musical rhapsody
Disturb my mindset and that could leave you in jeopardy, no affinity
Actually, carefully writing my misfortunes, the great importance,
Got me practicing extortion, highly controversial like abortion
Feeling lonely like an orphan, withdrawal, muscle contortions
My whole world full of distortions, I hear a who? Like Horton
Actually, perpetually writing these raps you see, drift off to sea
The rhyme scheme, official hip-hop regime, we're unseen
Carrying this weight on my chest, like Double- D's, you a lyric thief
I'll keep this brief, we got Jinix on the track, oh goodness, good grief
Actually, they see me they're like holy moly, chewed up like guacamole
My soul be, slowly going coldly into another life, that's ghostly
I mostly be so sleep, I'm hoping these hoes see, when I get it, we'll see
I'm lonely, y'all watching me like Sony, fuck you bitches y'all phony
Actually, snapping fast, actually I'll forever last, actually never last
[Chorus- Jinix/Electrokitty64]
Actually, Actually
We got stuff and work to do
Actually, Actually
This ain't killin' me in my grind
Actually, Actually
We go down like the city do
Actually, Actually
We go black out by the frontline
[Hook]
Actually, verbally paining
Actually, herbal straining
Actually, only saying
Actually [x2]
[Verse 2]
Actually, this Smith and Wesson teach these niggas lessons
The thought of not making it is too depressing, time to repress it
No time for stressing, just take a breath in, that's my suggestion
You niggas so mad, I can feel your tension, don't be pretentious
Actually, I can sense this, who's with me? Let's take a census
Lay back and just remain senseless, comprehend this, no relenting
It's tempting to just start venting, but it's time for mental mending
You should be thankful for all the flows I'm lending, I never sent 'em
Actually, orally mindfucking all the listeners and my virtual visitors
I'm better than, my competitors, shoutout to my mixtape contributors
To lash at me you must me trippin' bruh, breaking the perimeters
People plotting on me, those are my conspirators, the spirit bruh
Actually, used to read how to rap on wikiHow, now I'm rapping with niggas who on top now
I don't know how, I will disallow anyone to disembowel my career
For my niggas I got love for you all, keep going, persevere
Don't let these queers interfere, I taste foreign pussy, souvenir
Actually, gradually climbing up these ratings, still debating
[Hook]
Actually, verbally paining
Actually, herbal straining
Actually, only saying
Actually [x2]
[Outro]
*TV with man talking but his voice is fading away slowly*
“You cannot be a positive influence to the “sinners at the table" if you refuse to dine with them.”
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About the Artist
Lambah
Member since July 3 2015