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Evening on a Thursday

Spending my time, writing rhymes, guess you could call it genuine artistry

Beating everybody in battles and freestyles, how did that come to be?

Just to think before all this

 

A dreamless kid, grinding at nothing really specific

Some processes stay the same dog, we all guilty of it

Getting ready for this lyrical shit

With my snapback, snapped backwards

 

Like master Ash Ketchum with more taste than ketchup

Everybody got things to prove, no need to sweat it

True respect is the only thing you can't buy with cash or credit

Waiting till it all falls down, do I really care about it?

 

What's that scent in the air?

Probably my fire verses coming out hot like below Earth's surface

Enough talking bout me, I like pointing out all your flaws

Dumbass little shit, with no real balls

 

Yeah, I'm talking to that dude with them "swag" overalls

You think you're cool till I start calling you out for raiding Bob's wardrobes

But the truth is, I really can't fix everything

I think of it as they're meant to be broken, like an IPhone screen

 

If life is all just one big mystery, rap fills it in for me, gotta feel better right?

Just what the doctor prescribed, five doses of psychosis

Like when everybody calls you crazy, you start to believe it

When you're the only one striving big, others start to lower you

 

I can't believe them, I'm the only one that's not crazy

I'm not getting that nine to five job till I'm eighty

Time's going by quick, why am I gonna get forsaken

Left all alone to do the dirty work, just gotta keep praying

 

This is life motherfucker, taking off the damn sunglasses

Pushing through the city, kissing no assess

Slaughter the donkeys, like they even matter

Cause I'm defying all that, heir to the king of all rappers