[Verse 1] Verbal combat, giving every song crack Swing em beats to eat, sheesh you know Im on that Since I started spittin heads were spinning like a Landrmat I aint make it solo, Kayz and Thovo got the bomb bap In the back, so I gotta give respect, though Im bout to blow up, like mixing diet coke with mentos Im on another plane, like Im jetting to the west coast Working extreme, I aint scared to let the sweat show Echo, I bet your hometown will love me Im tryna set goals and get the gold crown above me And as far as living off just the rap money Im taking that step by step like pat Duffy But Im getting to it, yeah believe me Im reaching close On the surface, but Im feeling like a sinking boat Tryna stay afloat, stay afloat, stay relevant to quote And once that day comes we can eloquently toast [Hook] Like we made it out to Berlin, out to Berlin X2 And while we had fear cause the terms were uncertain We look back, lift glass, now we have a purpose [Verse 2] Light a match stick, Im ignited, You have to be excited And I guess I blame my psyche For every masterpiece Im writing Like these words are unbreakable, messages relatable Got my own style, with no image thats at stake to hold So I dont have a problem doing me fam Im your plain man, college student with a b plan Study til I sob, cause I do it too frequent Kick back, pop a few cans on the weekend And shout out to family at verbal mayhem, we Wreck microphones, need to keep our demand seen Keep em on their toes, got the audience dancing Need to expose all this audio frantic ly, this is a trantrum, damn Im screaming to skies I realize, every artist needs his disguise Seems wise, but maybe Im just caught inside the whirlwind Sights of sipping champagne in Berlin [Hook]
berlin, afloat, landrmat, trantrum, kayz