[Verse 1: Lady Essence]
Nah, this isn’t intellect; this isn’t introspect:
This is when your rope only has a couple inches left;
This is when your hopes only have a couple minutes left
No matter how dope, your homies will never get respect
And everyday it’s like I’m tryna wage a bigger threat
Get heavy play just to try and stage a bigger set
My steady ways mean I’ll never feel the trigger sweat
Yeah, I got plenty of rage; you haven’t figured yet?
I’ll stomp friends like the bottom of a cigarette
ʻFore they do the same to me: it’s such a sick effect
To be alone is a zone that I fit in best
Yes, I leave my problems at home where they can get addressed
And why the fuck do they care ʻbout how I’m gettin’ dressed?
I am not every other girl that you kids impress
More focused on the world than getting bigger breasts
I’m about to snap: I’m back, hittin’ you in the neck
So feel my feelin’ ʻfore you feelin’ like you paralyzed
I be writing the realest; you peerin’ into Sarah’s eyes
And every second of this record leaves me terrified
That my optimism lost it’s rhythm when I dared to fly
I am ME; that’s regardless of these starin’ eyes:
Can’t infect judgement when your subject has been sterilized
Any questions? I’d be happy just to verify
I just want the chance to answer, hope I’ve clarified
[Verse 2: Shane Reis]
These rappers gettin’ gases and nervous some fold
They hear the competition and they go and get gung-ho
Like it’s not the same goal that we both come for
I understand what you compose but you composed
That’s just something that you ain’t, huh?
Givin’ me props but I can see it in your face, brah
Heard it through the grapevine: you livin’ where the snakes high
But my pores are clean because I don’t ever make up
And I'm not sayin’ that you’re jealous
But, if something’s on your mind, you got the floor to speak your melon
I’m not for the beefin’
We don’t need to pretend
Given that
When, in fact
We don’t need to be friends
You can keep your cognacs
Shove it down your whole neck
I don’t give a fuck:
In other words, it is no sex
I pray at night for these cats to progress
Showin’ up, they slow it up, slippin’ into old mess
Like, so what? Your toes crush; my toes stretch
You’re sad, you’re mad about words I ain’t spoke yet
And I’ll be happy for these people if they blow up
But jealousy’s a bitch and I’m waiting for dudes to grow up
[Verse 3: OZee]
Yeah, I’m here to grace books, immortalize the history
So fuck a high 16, I bought a live rotisserie
Ya try to pick my brain away, you’re sure to find a mystery
I'm inclined to spit and shine through any kind of glimpse of me
I stole the male clowns: what the fuck y’all try to bitch to me?
I'm rugged, never lose: admire my consistency
My sucky like a viper bite, my cypher like a symphony
My hype is infamous: you’ll feel like nitro in intensity
Blaoh! I burn identities
How‽ Though verbal poetry
You battle Z, you askin’ to die – get murdered knowingly
The flow heavy, these lyrical water currents towin’ me
I’m blowin’ steam doper than dope but woe is me
I take a breather, smash the beat, and then I torture it
A double personality like mass-shit metamorphosis
A flash of power; cowards always baskin’ in the source of it
Abra cadabra, like ashes full of sorcerers
Let me clarify…
Yo, I’ll be damned if I
Let you corner me
I’m warning you
Shit, I ain’t scared to die
If anything
My wings is spread and I’m prepared to fly
Get it clear, I’m here
Get at me if you dare to try
Nah, this isn’t intellect; this isn’t introspect:
This is when your rope only has a couple inches left;
This is when your hopes only have a couple minutes left
No matter how dope, your homies will never get respect
And everyday it’s like I’m tryna wage a bigger threat
Get heavy play just to try and stage a bigger set
My steady ways mean I’ll never feel the trigger sweat
Yeah, I got plenty of rage; you haven’t figured yet?
I’ll stomp friends like the bottom of a cigarette
ʻFore they do the same to me: it’s such a sick effect
To be alone is a zone that I fit in best
Yes, I leave my problems at home where they can get addressed
And why the fuck do they care ʻbout how I’m gettin’ dressed?
I am not every other girl that you kids impress
More focused on the world than getting bigger breasts
I’m about to snap: I’m back, hittin’ you in the neck
So feel my feelin’ ʻfore you feelin’ like you paralyzed
I be writing the realest; you peerin’ into Sarah’s eyes
And every second of this record leaves me terrified
That my optimism lost it’s rhythm when I dared to fly
I am ME; that’s regardless of these starin’ eyes:
Can’t infect judgement when your subject has been sterilized
Any questions? I’d be happy just to verify
I just want the chance to answer, hope I’ve clarified
[Verse 2: Shane Reis]
These rappers gettin’ gases and nervous some fold
They hear the competition and they go and get gung-ho
Like it’s not the same goal that we both come for
I understand what you compose but you composed
That’s just something that you ain’t, huh?
Givin’ me props but I can see it in your face, brah
Heard it through the grapevine: you livin’ where the snakes high
But my pores are clean because I don’t ever make up
And I'm not sayin’ that you’re jealous
But, if something’s on your mind, you got the floor to speak your melon
I’m not for the beefin’
We don’t need to pretend
Given that
When, in fact
We don’t need to be friends
You can keep your cognacs
Shove it down your whole neck
I don’t give a fuck:
In other words, it is no sex
I pray at night for these cats to progress
Showin’ up, they slow it up, slippin’ into old mess
Like, so what? Your toes crush; my toes stretch
You’re sad, you’re mad about words I ain’t spoke yet
And I’ll be happy for these people if they blow up
But jealousy’s a bitch and I’m waiting for dudes to grow up
[Verse 3: OZee]
Yeah, I’m here to grace books, immortalize the history
So fuck a high 16, I bought a live rotisserie
Ya try to pick my brain away, you’re sure to find a mystery
I'm inclined to spit and shine through any kind of glimpse of me
I stole the male clowns: what the fuck y’all try to bitch to me?
I'm rugged, never lose: admire my consistency
My sucky like a viper bite, my cypher like a symphony
My hype is infamous: you’ll feel like nitro in intensity
Blaoh! I burn identities
How‽ Though verbal poetry
You battle Z, you askin’ to die – get murdered knowingly
The flow heavy, these lyrical water currents towin’ me
I’m blowin’ steam doper than dope but woe is me
I take a breather, smash the beat, and then I torture it
A double personality like mass-shit metamorphosis
A flash of power; cowards always baskin’ in the source of it
Abra cadabra, like ashes full of sorcerers
Let me clarify…
Yo, I’ll be damned if I
Let you corner me
I’m warning you
Shit, I ain’t scared to die
If anything
My wings is spread and I’m prepared to fly
Get it clear, I’m here
Get at me if you dare to try
( In the Attic )
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