Ressurection
• Written by staygoldleeway
Listen up, I'm just living how I'm living
Any given second ya'll could get it how I get it
But I'mma make the most of what I'm given
So out of the ash and the rubble I've risen
Now I'm lost in my visions, and I'm lost in the rhythm
I'm numb to the system, and I'm blind to division
I don't need your opinion, I don't need your religion
I don't need no millions, I don't see no difference
I'm the modern day Frankenstein
They hate me for me, but I'm in my prime
And even if ya'll blind, I'mma show you how I shine
I'mma resurrect the art, even if it's been dying
Give it CPR, man I'm trying
Pumping its chest, and it's fighting
I feel its heart beat rising
Wait, hold up, man, quiet
Okay, I'm back with a vengeance
Now do I got your attention? Rhetorical question
Got skill from other dimensions, ain't no one match my reflection
Give my all on every sentence, and you know I really meant it
I swear rapping ain't a hobby, man it's more like an obsession
Yeah I'm fresher than a freshman, so I'm teaching em a lesson
Cooking heat boy I'm a chemist, harder than tools of a dentist
I'm the master of my craft, and I ain't got no apprentice
Ain't nobody does it how he does it
Err'body love it, all of a sudden
Cause I stepped up my game, so my past looking lame
The comparison cannot compete
And I ain't never accept defeat
Cause my motivation don't deplete
The joke is what I used to be
It's crazy, now they look up to me
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staygoldleeway
Member since January 24 2015