Lyriscologist - Real WuN - Track 15 this is my life whether I like it or not Macabre Beat

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the Start of a Sound, hear my Heart as it Pounds
but Apart from the Clouds I been Barred to the Ground//
(barred to the ground)
..Haulin all the Strife when will God hear my Yipes?
(heey yoo) I Call um every Night n hes not Respondin to my Cries!//
so I'm Turnin from da Churches an get Caught up in da Night
becomin Werthless wit da Herb n at the Bottom of the Pipe//
..all I'm Learnin is a Burden I cant Possibly get Right
I'm jus Searchin for a Purpose whats my Callin in this Life!?//
..Cash aint my Motto this kid'll Pass up on That Crap Dough
form da Raps of Tomorrow spittin Raps bust out That Ammo//
feel da Wrath of my Sorrow pick an Pack up out bad Apples
I been Passed up I been Borrowed I been Backed up I been Battled//
an it Doesn't get me Right, its more like Pummelin my Pride
..Shovelin Insides to leave um Blundered from Disguise//
but theres Wun thing in my Life that I'm Certain I Wont Lose,
I'm never Runnin from my Writes an she wont Hurt me wit her Moves//
..envision the bigger picture wit the Best of my Heart
slid da Ring on her Finger an said "Its DeTh Do us Part"// (an now its rare what I write!)


Hook: 1:00
( I , Must , Say , That. , I , Love , You- -oo oo
til.. Deth... Do... Us Part X2)
its Rare what I Write.. its da Best Tune by Far..
the Despair in my Life Recollected Thru Bars..//
so I Clarify Rhymes from da Chest Thru da Heart
cuz I Married da Mic an its DeTh Do us Part!//
but
in da MiL we get Knocked cuz no Vets Knew this Art
an fer Real Im so Lost, should I Jest Move Afar?//
or jes Kill every Drop an perFect every Bar..
cuz this Skills all I Got so its DeTh Do us Part//


2
I Had ta Gank da Pens..(caught um up) I Wanted just to Write
an it was At the Age of Ten, that I Wanted me a Mic..//
it was Bone from da Beginnin but it was a Flowin about da Sinnin
keep Controllin wit every Spit to keep me Hope in a lot of Livin//
but in a Moment I was Givin a gift to Keep me Above the Rest..
an its Spoken in whats Written to Lift eMCees up wit da Text//
..Stripped of my Fears an in Turn I Pass God
but now I Listen with my Ears and I'm First to Dap Props// (werd son)
..I Spit Raw in Here an a Verse gets "Hats Off"
but it was Six Solid Years , that i Werked my Ass Off!//
..I Thirst for Rap Songs! that aint All about the Glince
n wit da Politics Amidst im close to Callin in to Qwit//
..I'm Always First ta Drop an my Policies are Sick
but I dont Want to Werk a Job cuz all I Want to do is Spit//
I'm Addicted to Rhymes an gotta Write another Drop
relized This is my Life, whether I Like it or Not..//
an become the iLLest of the Rappers from da Bottom I had Soared
n from da Skills that I Mastered Lyriscology was Born..!// (n thats the rarity I write!!)

2:05 hook
( I , Must , Say , That. , I , Love , You- -oo oo
til.. Deth... Do... Us Part X2)
its Rare what I Write.. its da Best Tune by Far..
the Despair in my Life Recollected Thru Bars..//
so I Clarify Rhymes from da Chest Thru da Heart
cuz I Married da Mic an its DeTh Do us Part!//
but
in da MiL we get Knocked cuz no Vets Knew this Art
an fer Real Im so Lost, should I Jest Move Afar?//
or jes Kill every Drop an perFect every Bar..
cuz this Skills all I Got so its DeTh Do us Part//

ROL Tru Wit my Homie ya Whole Crew Didnt Know Me
introduce you to Bone and he Told You This Only..//
"ROL or Dishone Me! .. Patrol or Approach Me!"
I'm open to the foes that been Chose to Dethrone Me//
Frozen on the Road where I Chose to be so Lonely
but I'm Opening my Soul to be da Chosen WuN of Flow-een!//
..were Monsterous Spirits dont try to Copy or un-Mirror Us
whos on Top with da Lyrics like Philosopher an Lyris?//
..to Knock or Interfere Us is so Honestly jus Stupid
over-Toppalin who Near This n I Bomb Emcees to Prove It//
lemme Drop a Flow to Clear This its more than Popular to Do This
its more than Possible for Years I been a Monster wit da Mu-sic//
..youve Gotten all the Evidence but Lost it so dont Mention It
or get Lost up in my Penmanship
Conquerin Letterin feel the Stomps of an Elephant
an 'scologist often droppin a College Intelligence//
Formin a Crew First thats NOT for Embezzlement..
Order a New Werld to put a Stop to the Presidents..!!// (n desparity of life!!)


3:10 hook
( I , Must , Say , That. , I , Love , You- -oo oo
til.. Deth... Do... Us Part X2)
its Rare what I Write.. its da Best Tune by Far..
the Despair in my Life Recollected Thru Bars..//
so I Clarify Rhymes from da Chest Thru da Heart
cuz I Married da Mic an its DeTh Do us Part!//
but
in da MiL we get Knocked cuz no Vets Knew this Art
an fer Real Im so Lost, should I Jest Move Afar?//
or jes Kill every Drop an perFect every Bar..
cuz this Skills all I Got so its DeTh Do us Part//