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Where I Left Off
(Intro)
Intro: (Clarky)
………………………………. -’I was just getting started’!..
-Now I’m picking back up; From, -Where I Left Off!
Verse 1: (Noaksey)
….. But when did i actually leave…
Was I so established; That, No rapper could handle a battle?
Let alone manage the challenge to rap – with – me?
I was always underground; Then I gradually peaked?
Well looks like im not Just Getting Started?
My art and bars are diminished; Tryna pass;
Through the paths of these narsasist critics;
Who’ve Crafted an image; That is hardly distinguished!
Every sentence that ive writtens been consistent
Like my entrance but these critics hardly listen!
Parred ina instance
But soon they’ll wanna star me in an instant
Okay but im giving a diss then?
Said damn i should of listened to him when
He exclaimed about coming correct…
Noaksey whats next-now our son is a wreck
Hook: (Clarky)
I never expected respect when i set off; I,-
-I Represented the darkness & hell I was sent from!
If you thinking 'He isn’t fit for rap!’, -Trust
-You’re dead wrong; I’m back blud! (-’I was just getting started’!..)
Now I’m picking back; Up, From, -Where I Left Off!
Verse 2: (Noaksey)
If this is really where i left off? Well damn-im
So far ahead of the rest tell fans I’m
The shit if i fished-shit; out, and cooked it then
Put it ona plate you would say its exquisite
”His face looks like it ain’t taken a rest”
”He Works all day; And, He stays up late; till the next Comes;
Then Buns; Cess, bumps tech; And, Says; ”Come; –
-On muster up some funds” Then -Runs; & jumps, –
-In the scene like a klustafuck!”
I’m Causing Rawing indorphines
And thats… more than a sure thing
One course.. then its coursing in me;
I ignore it; Assuring its boring;
Ignoring the boring things is just enough!
If a couple is 2 and 3 is a few;
4s a minage & the thought of 5 would be raw as hell
Hook: (Clarky)
I never expected respect when i set off; I,-
-I Represented the darkness & hell I was sent from!
If you thinking 'He isn’t fit for rap!’, -Trust
-You’re dead wrong; I’m back blud! (-’I was just getting started’!..)
Now I’m picking back up; From, -Where I Left Off!
Verse 3: (Noaksey)
'Put the gun in your mouth
And pull the trigger’
You can call me 'wigger’; or, hipster; cos
I listen to a particular rhythm-it isn’t a decision
I make myself.. I got hiphop in my inner and im sicker
Than ant lyricist thats chilling within your system
Facebook causes problems face it were all the problem
If you expect me to not sin then i think you’ve forgotten
The world that we live you can get killed just for coughing
If you’re on benefits your vet bills paid but still can’t afford a coffin
If your next of kin dies you inherit the deficit
An amount so mammoth a monopoly measurement
Here’s a mortgage can you manage this debt? Im sick to death of it
It’ll be the death of me so im screaming until it deafens me
Im leaving this vessels body and dreaming for something heavenly
-I Guess I’ll pick up where I Left Off; it wasn’t meant to be…
Hook: (Clarky)
I never expected respect when i set off; I,-
-I Represented the darkness & hell I was sent from!
If you thinking 'He isn’t fit for rap!’, -Trust
-You’re dead wrong; I’m back blud! (-’I was just getting started’!..)
Now I’m picking back up; From, -Where I Left Off!
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