RJD2's beat, i just like to flow over real pro sh*** like this. beats called ghostwriter definitely check his other stuff out
Story behind the song
RJD2's beat, i just like to flow over real pro shit like this. beats called ghostwriter definitely check his other stuff out
i freestyle at the end
Lyrics
so what if hes an egomaniac, let him be
if it really had profound effect, then maybe you should see
yourself, you're your biggest car salesman
a bleeding heart nailed with a needy thought tailspin
see we have thought theyve been away at bay for hours
so we drowned our world in music, taking comfort in the power
bass, trebble mids percussion, amid discussion, i admit that my shit is nothin
it doesn't even smell funny, it just smells like poo
and all my friends acting sully "who the hell are you"
i dont know now, thought i had it all figured out
i'm realizing all the doubt, all the crowds
with all their mouths and new angles got tangled
my mangled brain sang till his vocal chords strangled in chained
so now it just consumes in high volumes
and if i'm lucky i can get a bit to fall through
i guess i'm all new
in a serious sense, the undderrated never makes it
through a self-conscious lens
so do it big, do it any way possible
your only obstacle isif you want lots of dough
keep it pure like a chastity belt
happily felt, masses makes the taxes seem well
below the limit for what i envision my mission to be
keep your wits alive to be that fuckin fish in the sea
listen to me, you gotta stop hypin up your radio
you got the internet, its time for that phase to go
take a step for yourself not for what they say is dope
while they raving and toking and smoking up all that shake and dro
yo i think i figured out the formula
ill connections plus you got to be born with tha
skill, breakin the feeble ego still
talkin to me i'm peakin with ill
lyrics and beats and massive feats with streaks of will
yo, its one time for ya mind
i'll be smokin the beats hopin i reach one hundred and nine
i'm runnin devine like that dude on youtube
i'm the shit like poopoo, i act big like whos you
in the line, for the john i embrace it
funny faces of all the earths wasted
and in case you easily forget
i'm unevenly a wreck, but now that seems to be the best
for your humble narrator, now without the droogies
and i'm out the louie, spring brings out the beauty
dont even know what it like to predict the weather
but i gotta gang of friends that will always stick together
(and thats cool, i'll go with that)
back to the problems
i can never solve em
middle of the summer still my outlook is fallin
