Words are Weapons (ft. Masterbig...

He's daydreaming of one shot of success, under a lot of distress, he does not feel blessed

Bullied by his thoughts of determination

Poor as fuck but he's only a human being facing declination

Distorted from scars physically and mentally with no destination

Cant escape this living nightmare, it didnt fight fair

He never thought he was cool, cause everyone said otherwise, suffered in fright

Labeled sick as a disabled prick, he wanted to fuckin leave

Sittin up in the trees, spittin "what?" to whatevers beneath

Rap was his only hope, like weapons shooting, seconds moving

Using the only bit of possessions from the looting

Lyrics his only friend, his brain could be let loose with that paper and pen

Words are weapons, the only right way of the worlds directions

 

Words are weapons (weapons)

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

In position for a mission of repetition like a magician, I'm my own nutrition in full strength condition

Words are weapons (weapons), they're weapons (they're weapons)

 

The biggest lie ever told, was stick's and stone's may break my bones/

But words can never hurt me, that's as accurate as "The Flintstones"'/

Whenever you heard my name, all you heard was groans/

Because before I rapped, all I did was stick out, and produce moans/

Everyone thinking I was like like shit, cause I was a bit different/

You can't blame me for that, my aspergers made me limited/

I think i need a exorcist, cause I sometimes feel cursed/

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

But it doesn't matter, cause if I was around you I would be bashed/

Just for me being weird in the past/

You now say i can't rap, cause i'm too white/

I try with all my might to hold it back, cause I don't wanna fight/

But i got you guys, and now I have the confidence to rap tight/

So when you read this, understand this is me as I write/

Trevor Winn, despite my past, I feel on site/

That's the end of the MasterBigT show

Anything more? yeah bring it on you stupid hoe/

 

Words are weapons (weapons)

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

In position for a mission of repetition like a magician, I'm my own nutrition in full strength condition

Words are weapons (weapons), they're weapons (they're weapons)

 

labels are thrown all over the place

everyone deals with it, Eminem was judged cuz of his race

every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

like pac said, man keep your head up even when you're fed up

and if any of yall rappers being labeled just keep your lead up

come back with some shit that's so crazy it'll bring the dead up

people label me as soft, emotional and poor

some are pushed to the point to where they're like "what am I even devotional for?"

just remember that there's brighter days

you can put out my fire but the lighter stays

and when the game tests you a true writer plays

anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!

i'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

got a decent reputation and im here to defend it

got a helping hand and i'm willing to lend it

got a message in all my raps and whether you like it or not i'm going to send it!

 

Let's pretend this kid had never picked up a pen,

let's pretend he never faded, never wanted to sin,

let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,

let's pretend he never wanted to jump out of his skin,

let's pretend he never played the game or wanted to win,

let's pretend he was a kid people were able to raise,

let's pretend he was loved and never labeled as crazed,

let's pretend he had a home to run, saving the days,

let's pretend he was never forced to pray for the Grace,

let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,

let's pretend he never had thoughts of runnin' away,

let's pretend that we're just talkin' 'bout the usual shit,

let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,

let's pretend he never scribbled on the pieces of paper,

let's pretend he never used his pencil to erase 'em,

let's pretend he never was judged on facial traits,

let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

let's pretend he never saw anyone doin' life bids,

let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,

let's pretend he never picked up, left the pages blank,

let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,

let's pretend his life was normal, he never paid dues,

let's pretend he made a wish that actually came true

 

Words are weapons (weapons)

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

In position for a mission of repetition like a magician, I'm my own nutrition in full strength condition

Words are weapons (weapons), they're weapons (they're weapons)