An intricate weaving of alliteration.
the chancler
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Story behind the song
I just wanted the song to sound sick.
Lyrics
Verse I:
Give me a pad and a pen and I’m at it again, it’s the kid who’ll battle your friend and change the minds of adamant men, unravel the trend or be condemned meeting your end, with words I’m like a lion you just walked through the den.
I rhyme late, to peak my mind state, an undefined great and always keeping other people guessing like a blind date, all in them can find hate, not wise to get me irate or else I’ll have to get violent and raise the nation’s crime rate.
Perfect match like soul mate, more cash than you can collate, not scared to take the whole weight cuz this rapping’s my divine fate.
The thoughts which I envision and speak with precision are in turn my verbal ammunition to cripple the competition, whenever I’m spitting, I’m on a mission, to be a musician, with lyrics hard hitting, and freestyles better than music that’s written.
I’m gripping mics with such force that they simply explode, because no ordinary mics can handle stories I’ve told, so give one gold, to the artist who is breaking the mold, and send the old ones back to China where they’re packaged and sold.
I’m more than just bold, I stand out like heat when its cold, while people just hold, and wait until my verses unfold, many say I’m “Fresh man,” well I just was enrolled, I’m a rap anomaly at only 19 years old.
Chorus: Whenever I appear emcees they retreat frantically, because my antics spree, and cause calamity, they lose their sanity, so manically that all their minds will decompose organically, can it be? Yes it can, it’s that blessed man with methods grand.
Verse II:
On a scale of one to ten i'm past the norm, cuz i'm apt to form, acts that harm these actors on the stage when I just rap perform, In fact this song is practice on, how I can place this rap upon, a pedestal to act withdrawn and wait for a contract to spawn.
I often hear these questions on the street but give no answer, fools ask me “how’d you ever learn to rap, you from New Hampshire” It doesn’t matter where you’re from instead it’s where your at, you are as people see you and are judged on how you act.
So if you act a fool then you’ll get treated like one, but if you walk with confidence then you’ll be second to none, I’m stepping in front of every single thing in my way, to become the illest rapper that you’ve seen to this day.
Chorus: Whenever I appear emcees they retreat frantically, because my antics spree, and cause calamity, they lose their sanity, so manically that all their minds will decompose organically, can it be? Yes it can, it’s that blessed man with methods grand.
