My Life

and now the earths spinning round thousand miles per hour winning doubt

now im spitting bars loud enticing crowns at my hearts droughted

the blood pumping is cold the snow outside locking me indoors

now i moan about the hell that ive been through and ive endured

every fuckin days a chore more and more it drags me down

turns smiles to frowns when i was younger my mistakes and blunders

left me insecure satan knocking at the door the rain pours

straight from the uk with a straight face and straight ready to embrace

hell that waits thats my life in a nutshell if it could stop now

and i could rot now how would that turn out i always wonder

but its what turned me into what i am to day what made

the life that stopped me being scared of everything that graces earth

since birth been fucked up no space to explore this amazing place

that god created the fire inside my head is blazing crazy

my mom always said i had a weird brain but was scared to say

she probably thought i had some sort of behaving issue as a little baby

the tissues in my brain were torn like a broken spinal cord

but thats ignored as i missues words put together verses

blurting absurd adjectives with the objective of the verbs

really im a magic kid or just a spaz in the head shit

im brainless empty cranium no emotions inside of it

feature less face outside of it no smiles near or over here

dragging me down in drear i show no fear my lifes shit from a rear

in reverse adverse thoughts have now broke a nerve this is a curse

everyday getting worse on the verge between shit n dirt

as i spit this verse i rip up the beat it makes me happy

remembering back to when i was 3 years old and clapping

but still living in a shit hole evolving all on my own

and as i grew my parents knew there was something special

inside of me i was different but in an amazing way

and everyday i made my name bigger and up to fame

now im chopping up the game and feeding it to the rappers

who want beef so i can reclaim what was mine before the shit

my words in the container i store them in like eminems

box of adverbs and adjectives but me im rapping for myself

so no one can stop me now im up there with the greats clean slate

but i still can relate to all the hate made me isolate

so i can sedate rappers with amazing lines and reclaim my name

 

for so long ive been rapping but nothing goods come outta it

always been on my own nobody to proceed forward with

still in dept pills getting to my head i feel so in adept

trying to adapt to this life style this life thats so fucking vile

still in denial of all of these wrongs that i need to write

my pens in my hand ticking off the list fighting for my rights

every night i lie and sleep and when i dream i awake

i cry ive done my family wrong no money to provide

inside i have a flame to ignite im the lighter tonight

lightin the spark in my mind that will fly up above the sky

shooting forward like a star im like picasso at my art

painting pictures with words sometimes the image is absurd

but i feel these words they hurt , my past my present and future

all in sixteen bar verses im a tutor teachin moves like

mewtwo teachin pickachu that your birth means you need to fight

save your life electrify and shine an aura into eyes

for life human rights are scrutinized and victimized inside

people die and cry but get up off the floor and fly and fight

opening up the door with their key to ending mental wars

ignoring taunts falling hard theyre smiling wide up above so high

no longer do people feel abused and used no clothes or food

and i feel like i am no longer in a loop but now i rule

with an unbreakable attitiude was screwed over but my insides have regrouped

and i now know what to do how to use my vocablury

paint imagary with the verses that i speak

becasue i now know that i aint bleak or a freak