What If? (feat. October & KC Stoner)
D.O.M of Dnd
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What if Splinter Faction never was? What if rapping never helped me Off my ass with fucking up Not trained on tracks I'd change my path then derail, crash And get dumped Had my craft handed back on silver platter No silver linings be fastened Just knives inside of my back Kept finding everytime I'd snap, Some chatted with a helping hand That said, "Quit doing this, fam" What if it never happened? I didn't connect with fans and I'd get mixed up doing masters Cuz academics would last Until my sharp senses go flatter Than shit singing, tone been mad And not measure up to crap Rest at half a bar, beat By other emcees Not cuz of their skills matching me But more like Tinder with the jealously Getting swiped left on I tend to see Right a wrong, get L's in beef Kept grazing peeps like grass for green Spat like seeds, get told to leaf My money grew on dad's trees I ain't broke If I'd known That the market's be overloaded By artists that's broke or broken Hearted then I would have thrown in The towel with sparking flows that's More shocking somehow my Ohms been Over the top and so my voltage Would be gone and then my flow gets Past being the bomb and who'd know it? Prolly not Boomers or old heads With short fuses that could blow shit Out of proportion, Need no doubles turning me explosive I see fours like Swatting doors That's where I'll prolly go If my bars weren't properly shown Outside of off of the dome I'd resort to offing my dome Get Nirvana Linkin Parks knowing In The End I'm Numb to bros That's why I would give a shit less If I was shelved from the net Knowing people will just pretend To be good so they can protect Their own investments get ahead And forget That I was spitting for them And then my sentiments get Worse knowing I'm giving myself Stress at best Junkie, broke boy Bitch I'm dead weight October revert to who they Hated back in the days SF fading, headache raising Back to razor gripping 'Til I focus my gaze I'm breaking up in my gait And I'm tryna lay In my grave Too used to the timelines that I'm flipping Contradiction, somethings missing But I can't explain afflictions as they sensing That my head is splitting open and exposing Who I fucking was Who I fucking be Infamous parasitic entity No it's me I'm back to never noticing All my faults, they stitching to my wrists Straight through my sleeves Smoke an eighth, hope I dream It's my fate, so it seems To reduce into the gutter Guns and butter I got neither But whatever Aye But whatever Stuck in limbo with the worst of weather that I've weathered So Birds of a feather, they flock together When the flock is wherever I'm not Lost up in the ticks of time with the clock broken Aye, with it broken
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