Lethal Weapon

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Whatchu know about hunger
That fire in your veins
Pain that makes you wonder
If you'll die or go insane
Most folks push forward
Push it down inside em
I choose to embrace it
As the fuel that keeps my light on
Felt it as a child
Talking too loud
Annoying little Mikey
My cousins the only crowd
We would drag our parents down
Every holiday like clockwork
Hey we wrote a play
Jingle bells gets a new verse
Then in public school
I'd act a fool
Class clown fucking around
Talk to the principal
Teachers complaining sayin I shouldn't act this way
So mommy put me the choir told me I should act my age
Back in 09
Money was tight
Rescission hurting us
Mom and Dad would fight
They knew their income was not enough
5 hungry kids
With everything cut into thirds
Tried to savor it
And never worried bout dinner
I grew older recognized our position more
Dad said we may be broke but you'll never know poor
Grateful for the sacrifices that he made to keep food on my plate but ever since that day
I made a promise to myself that I would make it out
Pay off like the 3rd mortgage on my parents house
Felt destined for a life beyond a 9-5
And all these feelings combined
Kept my dreams alive
Writing poetry high school
Sweeping curls in notebooks
Filled with lines i'd recite to all the girls
Online I'd be tellin jokes
Quote on quote to make the hoes laugh
Worked for a while we'd meet after class
But I'd always get distracted
Mind on the future I could never think past it
Knew I needed more than jokes to end up on daytime
So I started focusing and spent so many late nights
Cookin up beats for my dealer
He was the first person who payed me
Ignoring my classes
Rather have dinner with  Jay Z
Parents said I'm lazy
I started going crazy
Like what the fucks the point if i'm always gonna be waiting
Still wouldn't stop this was all i had
Pops mad
Sorry Dad this is what i'm good at
I'd drive around with my scarlet and my laptop
Puttin pen to the paper burnin rubber till the track stop
Nostradamus now the future got some clarity
Clean like norte dame yo check the similarity
Insane flow lames going crazy they can't help it
I'm stealing their streams hell I'm starting to feel selfish
Fact is most of y'all know you couldn't hack it
Collect your bag here i'll help you pack it
You could hop on stage if i felt you could match this energy
Few stand next to me
Dude your work is average at best
Mostly it's mediocre
That's why your stuck lifting guys like us over your shoulder
Reality sinks in
You know you aren't a kingpin
Spirit dies like what the f*ck were you thinkin
If you don't feel that pressure better get hungry I'm cooking
Hate all you want but just check who's getting booked damn
Your shits burned
My verse is
Well done
Your turn Andy I've said my piece
Tell em

It ain't no north, south, east, west coast we in it land-locked
The next-most up and coming player since the sandbox
The more bars the more tracks getting better had to be
Burning all the midnight oil like a Maccabee
Check your pockets I ain't never carried rockets luckily
In a few years a couple grand is like a buck to me
Lend a few ears your friends and them a few cheers I'm ending them
I'll be on the mic just spitting comfortably
And I'll be renting dreaming of the days in luxury
Eating all the same food with platinum silver cutlery
I'll be in same mood trying to find enough for me
Dodge the meaning of it all and try to find the summary
And that's the ignorance I try to move away from
If you hate then grab the mic and up and say sum
Now if you late come back tomorrow what you waiting on?
I ain't got the time check this beat that I been skating on
Shout to Mike he made it we the combination
Play my shit from front to back and end your conversation
Cut the fat trim the meat play it back on repeat
All these rappers to me must be mistaken
And what's the point in pushing product never see the profit?
What's the point of buying Prada never leave the closet?
I'm tryina buy a house for mama only cash deposite
I'm Tryina find a spouse with honor with some ass and flaunt it
And all these rappers look at me and see an actor
I be looking like a mansion what I made it out of
I be looking like I'm pledging Kappa Omega Alpha
Swear to god that I'm the coke the rest are baby powder
Swear I had to work for it had to sow seeds
And now I chase the bag predicting where the road leads
I'm taking shit from nobody unless they OGs
So im on GO until we filling up the nose bleeds
And all the weed smoke clouding up my keystrokes
Crowd around while we float on yet another clean flow
I Stack C-note and save it for a rainy day
I do it for the art but damn I want the crazy pay
I want that wealth for generations
I be nonchalant on most occasions
I'm not the type to post or favorite
Not the type to seek acceptance
Or these jewels peep the mentions on the fools
Steady sharpening my lethal weapon
The tongue a sword that's word to RZA book of James
We cooking flames with every breath until they know the name
So catch a gaze a couple Ohio boys that know the game
It's hard to swallow doctor prolly get you Novocain painkillers
I'm the rap game Shane Gillis
We the future but remember those who came with us
Remember when the studio was just a microphone from rock band
I could barely even talk man
I could barely write a sixteen barely over six feet
Now I dunk on everybody dodge to keep the kicks clean
And all these rappers look like food to me
I'm elegant with flow, the rhymes are hitting beautifully intelligent
Getting relevant beat was heaven sent
I spit on tracks so much I think I got a speech in impediment
And all I need is one take I do it for my own sake
And if I'm falling off I'll stick the landing
Till my bones break
I'm mad resilient, killing it raps are brilliant
I pity the civilians between me and the millions so
Look no further for the baddest in the area
2 of clubs the shit, I think them other rappers scared of us
Oh he ain't all that I heard he only spit on Christmas
I really love them albums man I love the folks who listen
I love the way it made me work and get to this position
Now Mike and I the greatest where the hell the competition

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Written by: Andrew Suddith, Michael Breslin

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