Tekst piosenki
Back to the basics
Rappers on lame shit, daggers im taking
Actors are breaking, do a track with the masons
Cuz Lately im wasted, packed it and laced it
Lately, hip hops been taking, and pacing
On the wrong track so mayze came to save it
Take and embrace it, breaking the page bitch
Cuz I had some bad releases, thats the reason
I’m making masterpieces, tracks get eaten
When someone passes me the mic
I’m faster than a light, rappers just recite
So I blast em n im like
Bitch that ain’t no freestyle thats called recycling
That was garbage so I guess thats the right thing
My lines can get hit you faster than tyson hit, or lightning
Fuck simplicity, someone pass a pen to me
Who the fuck is dissing me, are you fucking listening
I murder the verses, worded so perfect
I am for certain, behind the curtains
Working my circuits, searching to learn it
Respect for the earning, stuck n im turning
All of these pages, problems im facing
But fuck it im making
This song and im a get paid bitch, cuz fuck stakes
Someone dare to do this in one take, so I dont wanna mess up
Im fed up, but I know betta enough
Yet im getting addicited to all this medicine im taking
This medication is putting pressure till my head is aching
Its killing but im willing to let it break, and its almost
To the point I dont know who the fuck mayze is
You prolly dont either, cuz I ain’t famous or nothing
Im broke n stuck on the same page and im cussing
You can either hate it or love it
Middle finger raising in public, amazing at this subject
But hip hop is so worn down
And its down to its last breath
After eminem the fuck do we have left?
Now im feeling caged in, my rage is engaging
I walkup to my school with a gauge and waste em’
My head is aching, its breaking
I’m taking eight blades to your face
High as eiful, so might hide to snipe you, with five difrent rifles
Or put this knife right through the side of your eye
Disguised as a guy, thats in high school
Whack rappers lieing behind the mic, but im not like you
Moment of pause, for the dopest of all
I hope that you fall, you havnt heard most of the song
Your sober im lost, I slap bitches
Whom in the past visit, with chapped lipsticks
Then act kicks in, and here’s the cast listings
Who’s afraid of a footage, with a blade with aids
In the stomach of a pregnant women when she wasn’t looking
Like I know what a crime is, supporting violence
Beat your wife in silence, and spread a virus
Calm down I was lying, dont take it literal
This individual just might be a criminal
That’s kicking sick syllable, sick, clinical
And I havnt reached my pinnacle
I leave rappers in a quite tone, when I grip the microphone
No you can’t bite the flow
If you get me in my writing mode
For fact your mind is blown
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