Me, my worst enemy

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I'm just counting all my blessing, I'm at a point in life
wheres theres no need for second guessing, the pressure
it was pressing, turned a rock into a diamond,
its about 6 months since I first started rhyming
Charles Huggar motherfucker this my uprising
Minnesota born and raised, you know that I'm a viking
from Minneapolis minnesota to phoenix arizona
I feel like I've been growing up, I know I'm getting older
 
I'm getting charged up, feeling electric, you don't have to
like my movement but I know you'll respect it,
you assume my life was good, but living was hectic
so I grabbed my mic tight, and I told them to check it
and I spilled my heart out on my very first record,
I didn't really like it, it was what I expected but
trial and error helped the man in the mirror, I'm just looking
at my life and things are getting clearer.
 
I'm dying to survive, once I lost my passion, man it took
away my drive, the drugs are really helping cause
they make me feel alive, but how long can i keep on living
feeling so deprived, so I turned to rapping
sick of fucking acting, faking to these niggas
so they get they own reaction, picture with no caption,
logic with no ration, gotta meet the team, if you
wanna meet the captain, guess that I'm a president,
I run just for the hell of it, flow be so intelligent,
but down for my development, my rise to fame
is eminent, so they tie my name to eloquent,
trapping hard just selling shit
rapping hard to sell a hit
they talk alot to tell a bit, and I say fuck the girls
I'm celibate
I'm still such a gentleman hear and know I'm genuine
I'm all about sir benjamin, I'm trying to be a friend to him
rules I had to bend to win, hope to see no end to him
and I could never see the future end of me, would be by
a frenemy, me, my worst enemy, and if you don't know my momma
you're no friend to me, (x2)
 
I'm dying to survive, once I lost my passion, man it took
away my drive, the drugs are really helping cause
they make me feel alive, but how long can i keep on living
feeling so deprived, so I turned to rapping
sick of fucking acting, faking to these niggas
so they get they own reaction, picture with no caption,
logic with no ration, gotta meet the team, if you
wanna meet the captain, guess that I'm a president,
I run just for the hell of it, flow be so intelligent,
but down for my development, my rise to fame
is eminent, so they tie my name to eloquent,
trapping hard just selling shit
rapping hard to sell a hit
they talk alot to tell a bit, and I say fuck the girls
I'm celibate
I'm still such a gentleman hear and know I'm genuine
I'm all about sir benjamin, I'm trying to be a friend to him
rules I had to bend to win, hope to see no end to him
 
 
and I could never see the future end of me, would be by
a frenemy, me, my worst enemy, and if you don't know my momma
you're no friend to me, (x2)

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KingC
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