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Rotting In Something
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This is an eclectic mix of good Hip Hop along with an element of story telling themes. Wild Lyle is able to catch the listeners ear. Wild Lyle has one of the
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #3,103
Peak in subgenre #1,662
Author
Wild Lyle
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Broke N Famous
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November 03, 2008
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MP3 3.7 MB • 160 kbps • 3:14
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Broke through with change Write all night long Over 1,000 songs competitors feeling wronged Why am I to blame/ when I told you it wasn’t cool To all be the same/ but most had to go Just wouldn’t listen/ now you mutha fuckers in an ominous position And I’m here take over all the future acquisitions I’m not here to petition/ rhymes not necessary Making good music will keep you from getting buried Other than that/ you falling in a trap Stuck in a rut where there’s no use to fight back All this you tubing/ get audio hijacked Got more to go/ greatness is inevitable The rap game is in a state of a vegetable Verse 2 They asked me what my words worth A bunch of punch lines/ that you wrote Nah I aint here to make jokes this crunch time I’ll eat your face whenever I feel it’s lunch time No disparity amused labels handing out charity Such a colossal calamity/ I speak the gospel and you banning me While the whole Hip hop community abandoned me Took it to a place that I can’t stand to see Spit with such ferocity/ mad that I’m ferocious Hating on the fact that I remained focused Holding all the cards/ over you jokers I spit crack/ and the fans love overdoses Through osmosis they learning what my quotes is There was this notion that I wasn’t big on boasting But I’m Roasting anybody/ compare me to everybody Apparently there’s only a selective few Listen to the radio get this selective view But my perspective and directions new I speak clearly like my text messaged you My album will be what’s it’s destined to do You won’t ever be a memory just destitute Might get chopped and screwed And can’t find the rest of you I come from the cardiac kids/ and resting too I’m the answer you can’t question the truth Truth is you can’t contest in the booth Let me learn you a lesson or two Verse 3 Yo they try to sign cats off the fact That they can spit a thousand bars a minute But once they sign cats/ they say that fans Don’t want the thousand bars that’s in it I’m offended and losing /My demented illusions That the game is too damn confusing Who you choosing a statue Or a monument with a movement That came from the grass roots All on his own/ and so independent You insignificant little rappers are quick to get winded Flow blended with this rock and roll soul Plot to take over a pot of gold With platinum aspirations/ saying I’m too bold Ok I’m not hot/ but the others are too cold Yet it’s no mystery/ you don’t have a new flow If you don’t know me/ I advise you to dip low It’s strong warning more like a storm warning More like you woke up on the right side in the wrong morning It’s foregone conclusion they afraid of my inclusion It’s reality that I’m the solution Oops upside the head causing contusions Concoct a concussion/ the blockas are buzzing Gotta flock of a dozen/ Luke warm cats are stocked in an oven Hell froze over/ yet you still rotting in something
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