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Opening Credits
by Di-Rect
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Every single choice that I made has
Been integral
Tempt me with a taste but I chase 'til
I'm miserable
Blessed with a case to find work
Never difficult
Spend a lifetime to create
Always digital
Welcome the jump off, my solo project
Produced, written, rapped, mixed
By me Dir-ECT
I was born August 1st 1997,
To Maria and Andy with 3 other brethren
There was Matthew and Andrew and Chris
In that order
That's Mielyk and Ailyk and Cielyk
Best be sure of
It was Hell raising women chasing
Ounces out the basement
All the Wildwood vacations
And the legal problems facing
We almost like Ailyk
Thank god that he made it
And I know I never say it
So now it's stuck when you play this
Half decent on the come up
We never starved
'Til pops stumbled
Once a wealthy man
Until it all crumbled
I hate to hear excuses
From others that ain't been thru it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just stupid
I hate to hear excuses
From others who never do it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just clueless
Yeah yeah clueless, yeah clueless
I'm perfectly content
With enough to get by
Don't say rich isn't nice
Or that I don't try
But I'll never let anything come to define
My life, my choices, my actions, my status or my shine
I'm an old head with new wisdom
It's helps my survival
Never told them my new vision
They could be my rival
I would swear by my style
If on trial
I'm a fucking beast
Dir-ECT on your dial
Hard as tile
Best not fuck with me
Imma Rapophile
In denial
Have ya trust in me
So many files
For my binary cutlery
Truly innovative
Watch me disrupt the industry
You knew i made it
Dir-ECT arrange so differently
Precise with the symphony,
Consider it my infancy
I would trade in your sympathy
Every day is ambitiously
Striving to be alive
And there is so little dignity
They always vie for power
And they do it so viciously
I hate to hear excuses
From others that ain't been thru it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just stupid
I hate to hear excuses
From others who never do it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just clueless
Yeah yeah Clueless, yeah clueless
Every single choice that I made has
Been integral
Tempt me with a taste but I chase 'til
I'm miserable
Blessed with a case to find work
Never difficult
Spend a lifetime to create
Always digital
Welcome the jump off, my solo project
Produced, written, rapped, mixed
By me Dir-ECT
I was born August 1st 1997,
To Maria and Andy with 3 other brethren
There was Matthew and Andrew and Chris
In that order
That's Mielyk and Ailyk and Cielyk
Best be sure of
It was Hell raising women chasing
Ounces out the basement
All the Wildwood vacations
And the legal problems facing
We almost like Ailyk
Thank god that he made it
And I know I never say it
So now it's stuck when you play this
Half decent on the come up
We never starved
'Til pops stumbled
Once a wealthy man
Until it all crumbled
I hate to hear excuses
From others that ain't been thru it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just stupid
I hate to hear excuses
From others who never do it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just clueless
Yeah yeah clueless, yeah clueless
I'm perfectly content
With enough to get by
Don't say rich isn't nice
Or that I don't try
But I'll never let anything come to define
My life, my choices, my actions, my status or my shine
I'm an old head with new wisdom
It's helps my survival
Never told them my new vision
They could be my rival
I would swear by my style
If on trial
I'm a fucking beast
Dir-ECT on your dial
Hard as tile
Best not fuck with me
Imma Rapophile
In denial
Have ya trust in me
So many files
For my binary cutlery
Truly innovative
Watch me disrupt the industry
You knew i made it
Dir-ECT arrange so differently
Precise with the symphony,
Consider it my infancy
I would trade in your sympathy
Every day is ambitiously
Striving to be alive
And there is so little dignity
They always vie for power
And they do it so viciously
I hate to hear excuses
From others that ain't been thru it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just stupid
I hate to hear excuses
From others who never do it
You sit around and talk
But really you're just clueless
Yeah yeah Clueless, yeah clueless
