Mufasa
• Written by SixUpp
I don't know where to start
always on my guard as a kid I was starved
mentally armed, teachers said I had potential
But not the right type, yo they said I was special
I wrestle with devils in all of my dreams
had schizophrenic thoughts raid my mind as I sleep
But I knew I was elite
Fuck all of them niggas that be flossin on the street
Take a seat, I get that niggas gotta eat
But I'm sick of having these leftovers
I'm sick of being grouped with drug addicts and
Chain smokers
Never really asked for a life this hard
Just wanted some time under all the pretty stars
Soon I'll be balling and harder than Tony stark
Rhymes so lyrical I'll be labelled as smart
Instead of special, brain power off of the charts
But the weird thing is that my art comes from the heart
Hmm, finish before I start
Pencil sharper than any dart, come get scarred
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SixUpp
Member since November 10 2014