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I been working my ass off but I still can't get enough
Bitch you won't catch me with no bluff
They think I'm lazy but really my rhymes getting
Buffed, match up to me you going to get snuffed
You going to get stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey
Your ego is big enough for second servings
I checked its nutritional value it's shit, it's
Built like a statue infested with scurvy
You pirates be hurting for loot on my ship
Walk the plank bitch these are not your chips, I work
Too damn hard to have a clue who you are from the
Start, ante up, won't hurt me I am a king of hearts
Let's get back to the real matter, I lose my focus when
Bitches need to be served on platters I feel obligated so
I chew them up, make them scatter like gum on the pavement that's splattered
Damn, I feel like Marshall Mathers, master of the verbal daggers
Sorry I'm an introvert, in reverse cuz I'm
Dissing off the top in fact call this the intro-verse where I
Behead before the hook and claim the bodies for my hearse
Bodybag the beat and tag the feet, then lay them in the dirt, kick them
To the curb in the middle of the night, under street lights
I don't want somebody that can't handle street fights when it
Comes to fighting demons with the might of the mind, something you'll
Find in the mind of the mimes who walk behind
Populations in lines cuz they can't find the time to do work themselves
In my own time I study rhymes bitch I can do this myself
It's time to climb the ladder get my pockets fatter eyeballs
Sought out after a new chapter of a rapper on the top shelf
During lunchtime in the library you will find where I dwell
I find it scary they're unwary of my mind as it swells
With knowledge don't really need college to go find success you
Must only acknowledge that you got to grind get off your ass
I got, I got, I got to, got to
Get this shit moving today
Got to pack my bags up get my
Swag up bitch I'm moving away
Sifting through the crowd inside my
Shrouded mind for the last subway
Got the golden ticket time is
Ticking can't catch no delays
I can, I can, I cannot, cannot be
Catching time constraints
Laziness makes the difference
Between success and those detained
Deep inside the head you'll find the
Web that keeps motives restrained
Got to break the chains that torture
Brains to thrive and dominate and
Confiscate the rap game for myself
Personal acclaim on my name and thyself is the
Only option f*ck a top ten billboard
Scoreboard I don't need awards filled with toxins
Hand them bitches out for adoption, sell them all for
Riches at an auction gold diggers are locked in with no
Caution this shit worth more to them than my affection
Inception of our true downfall, better take that as a
Lesson and spread it among your brethren, maybe they'll let
Go of their bullshit and then they'll find a way to heaven on a
Seven thirty seven in the astral plane
Complimentary champagne in the Lord's domain
Maintain that novocaine to the brain to fight depression
But I find it insane your final goal is 27
Kurt Cobain died a living legend without a question
But he trained every day and you still an adolescent, you got
Work to do if you think this going to be your profession
True perfection the goal bitch, not getting on Ellen do this
For yourself, not for clout, not for a God complexion, not for
Stimulating senses or for seeking out attention
Now that I got you captivated, decapitated
No cap you feeling hated, hatred elevated
Even I'm persuaded, well truthfully, I really wrote these
Bars for me to keep motivated this is my own decree but
You can use it too if you choose, anything for a
Brother that is trying to escape eternal blues, or pick and
Choose a worthy muse to pick and roll, bouncing back
Game plans until we in the hippodrome, go sicko mode
No slick old roads any more, stay grounded and take control
Life's a bitch and that's for sure, mean critique our only hope
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe the way they pick out rappers but
Putting in the time separates us from candy rappers so
I got, I got, I got to, got to
Get this shit moving today
Got to pack my bags up get my
Swag up bitch I'm moving away
Sifting through the crowd inside my
Shrouded mind for the last subway
Got the golden ticket time is
Ticking can't catch no delays
I can, I can, I cannot, cannot be
Catching time constraints
Laziness makes the difference
Between success and those detained
Deep inside the head you'll find the
Web that keeps motives restrained
Got to break the chains that torture
Brains to thrive and dominate

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