Uhh, Lil Kydd... Lets do it Since Im lyrically rich Im not in need of a milli I dare you to find One with more skill. more skill Im like Dr. Seuss if the Cat in the Hat of his Ran away smoking cannabis and Came back to lyrically kill Dropping collateral Like bass in Skrills music And have all remaining lyricists Find me ill With no felonies No background check Only eighteen Dictionary on deck And that can happen with school Work ethic And all this other stuff Im expected To tell the younger kids When you allow me to Put my two cent in Best believe I dont care bout The hundreds Keep it real Stay on, never under it And keep going until youre Six under, kid Watch your peers get dumber Every Summer And spontaneously come out of nothing Bringing the thunder Im yelling timber at all of these Quotemark killers And coming for every one Of them like a onceler. onceler Allow me to drop the Onomatopoeia sodomy Its probably improper phonics To watch a wannabe Try to go Toetomoccasin With this innocuouslooking Proper G... And thats synonymous with harmless For all the fellow artists Who wanna call me confusing For choosing to drop A sevendollar word here or there Some leave their two cent, I got A pocketbook to spare Cause I remember being An indentured servant To the idiot box The other kids would all talk ill of me Who is he? Watching anime Sucking at littleleague? I took solace in screens and moving Pictures The rap game seemed to be missing A couple pixels. pixels I turned heads expressing Some views that were different So when was that synonymous with Selfrighteous hipster? hipster Lets dismiss him The kids got issues Fatherless suburban What does he want, a tissue? Kids would try and give me A penny for all my thoughts Saved a couple quarters and Earned myself a continue. continue? ...Its only clean rap That I be soliciting Im sticking to the DPad And the set of buttons On either side of my free hand Play my life correctly And you earn yourself a free man While Im in the studio Perfecting my bass line Mothers working two game cabinets At the same time Theres no such thing as Middleclass frame of mind Im on my grind, got beef? Take a number, get in line So tell me... Why yall did it Wrote me off as a weirdo From the beginning Inadvertently creating Your own villain An alternative rapper And his chiptune euphemism This is for the elementary Kids who gave me mood swings For the middle school kids Whod rather that I groupthink For the high school kids Who say my flows are too advanced Power up by power up Im picking up a few things Sometimes my life Is so confusing I gotta stop and clear my head So I can really do things So if my goals are crazy to you... Let me get one oar out The water Theres a screw that needs Loosening Kid whos ignorant of his Own past Lived his pre and postadolescent Years behind a mask My confidence is a false Bravado Put a brave base on first So I dont finish dead last I often treat life Like a game Quit, die or game over I treat it all the same Its how I cope with my fear Of death Cause in a game, you continue To oblivion In an ambiguous Plane While in real life Youre stuck Hitchhiking memory lane Watching your life tick away Cause when youre living in The suburbs It often feels like somebodys Trying to make that clock accelerate It was a struggle but I keep myself together Spitting over the haters And spitting under the weather Spitting under the beat But spitting under the pressure That I give myself Each pep talk is an angry letter And thats how I took the Criticism Just try to focus on the Message and whoever listens Because hate it or love it Theres never gonna be a difference Enigmas wrapped in Chiptune euphemisms Life is a game I take serious Yeah, I may crack a joke or two I may talk slick Got a line from front door To back cabinet Cause life is one extended metaphor I cant afford to miss And Imma keep spitting Spitting for all the kids For all the nerdy hipster kids Who share the corner that Im in And when Im on my last quarter You can rest and reminisce About this little beat that Im in Lil Kydd
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