In my room mads veslelia
• Written by user619149237
(Intro) and I'm so unwilling to adapt I guess
The future looking at me and saying please
Don't be a hard head please but I just keep
That same bedroom mentality
(Verse 1)
Yeah, yeah I’m supposed to be hip
And talk aboutshit
that fit right into a hit, huh?
Supposed to follow
the script, make you party, popping molly when
you listen to this, nah
I got a room and a mic, so I
assume I can screw and spit truth when I like,
uh
And don’t get fooled by a stranger, cause even
to a rat a bat look like an angel, yeah
And I’m right back on it, white knight boring,
at night-time warring
Despite my portion of whine
crying often I find my fortune
My mind might soften
sometimes I’m nothing
But take a dive in the
ocean, I’ma shark a fucking orphan, you a dolphin
See me touring suck a duck and tuck your balls in
(Hook)You know I’m real
And I’m done chatting with
you
You know the deal
And I’m done clapping for
you
You know how I feel
And I’m done laughing
laughing with you
You know I don’t kneel
for
nobody ye Noddy ain’t nodding
No more, time to get it started
Sho
(Verse2)
Yeah, yeah way too many plastic
A lot of bitches they
they believe in the flashes
A lot of blitz tricking
people into bastards
And their fans don’t give
a fuck about no talent
I understand it’s not about
bomb-tracks man
It’s about contacts false-laughing
Respond back with your dumb ass acting
But
I go uno I ludo and judo brutal on your poodle
asses
Little noodle ashes
A funeral for all you
fuckin pseudo trash-heads
And I be damned
if i go to bed without being fair to myself
Weird
figure, but a stage killah
I’m amazing
, I gotta chase inner grace, ain’t the greatest
but a
But a bump in your plan, I don’t jump on a trend
, I’m that small line of dirt who won’t go into
the dustpan
[Hook:
You know I’m real
And I’m
done chatting with you
You know the deal
And I’m
done clapping for you
You know how I feel
And I’m
done laughing with you
You know I don’t kneel
For
nobody ye Noddy ain’t nodding
No more, time to
get it started fo sho
[Bridge:]
In my room, fuck politics
In my room,
fuck apologies
In my room, born bawsing
In
my room, porn browsing
In my room,
brave rhyming
In my room, made thousands
In
my room, standing here shouting
Rap-allowance,
bow down for nothing
I
[Verse 3:]
Cut to the chase, I’m down for the people
Raised
on the phrase “deep down we are equal”
Changing
the paste, bow down to no evil
Face full of hate,
but I try sound civil
They wanna spray that fake
and a demon
Say that I’m “way too daze”
but I’m lethal
Race on flake surrounded
by needles
Saved by the way that I paddle
in faecal
Aming at lame and I’m blaming
on feebles
Shame that a game can change
and bleach yah
Waving at fame, no thanks
, don’t need you
Shaping a brain,
no saint but regal
It’s time to remold, put the
game in sleep hold
And let them straight faint
in haze, so strange and peaceful
Hook:]
You know I’m real
And I’m done
chatting with you
You know the deal
And
I’m done clapping for you
You know how
I feel
And I’m done laughing with
you
You know I don’t kneel
For nobody
ye Noddy ain’t nodding
No more, ready to walk out
of my door
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user619149237
Member since October 27 2016