Write in patterns, Recite in lines until your jaws droppin Fucken oath I hustlehard my lyrics door knockin Rates will take alleviate ya small problems Just pressing play on my tracks helps you to walk off em Rates is equipped with skills and killing every beat now, Spill it on the streets inciting riots catch a beat now Inside a fire I ignite it from Ctown, used to creep around the streets no need for me to sneak out Ill serve em burners in know theyve heard what im like, Ill turn theses words now that Im working in perfect design Ive been stranded in line, Branded, Not caring, Ill tear it apart just give me the mic Coudlnt mess with my vibe, Im not ya regular guy, I pulled a rabbit from this hat and left it to die Ive been takin my time, crafting and making it right making a vibe that sends chill like blazin a pipe Never was I snoozing off, Im part of a crew thats mastering tunes laughing at you guess who the looser was I heard there moving on, Theses other rappers talk alot shit, theyre full of it, will somebody just prove me wrong! The walk of life that Im from, Decided for me what was right or wrong, Its time that I write and dont hide what I got Who ever said I couldnt do it and spit sick, Till ya eyes and ears are dripping with blood this isnt simplistic I try and rip theses different patterns apart and I live this, My Lyrics show whats dwelling inside of this misfit Backstabbed by uni rappers and dipshits, coz were the ones appealing coz we been through what the kids live The ones that turn to rap, when theyre burning there stash, The one who can relate to our lyrics dreaming of earning cash, The ones who bumpin this shit. Shock attack the industry, Stoppin at nothing less Ive proven you couldnt limit me Now I aint saying that I am thinking Im the best nah But a lot of rappers fake their shit acting like some wrestlers They wait for an investor, Feelin pressure when they writin raps, Tell Me now who better and much fresher, wheres the fire at? Im only bein me, I used to pump the b n es, But I dont think thats cool stay in school so you can breathe with ease Other rappers need to see, If they really lived that life that they rhymed they survived, Why you need to be, Talking tough how ya rortin fucken this and that, Beating people up... Yeah only when your spitting raps Its something I tried, I offered theses guys out, No one would reply to rates Im raging and their hiding out All the bars they lie about, Then you got the other sophisticated other shit spitters who just wine about all their idealistic views, And if it doesnt sit with you, Theyre ready to debate their case and argue, I aint in the mood! I light a fire in the booth, Im going hard till I can spew, Expose the liars ima fight it dying for the truth Alot of rappers in the scene used to put us down, But how many of your tracks are people looking out for? And do the kids look up to you? Sorry lad but times have changed, Your looking in your rear view as you drive away Jealous cause we pack a crowd do a gig and pack it out, Maybe if you put the work in that would happen now, Maybe your just blacking out, All the real vets are stocked, I can hear ya heart beat with no stethoscope! We never really cared about your bbq scene, So tell me why you think were gonna listen to your loops please All you done is put us down, Then we make abit of cash and they act like the whole scene was looking out, To me it seems like foot and mouth You said were wack as fuck, Coz our beats were modern like we had no wax to cut The next five years is mine and Im claiming it, The reason why were cocky thats all true Im just explaining it
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