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*This was recorded before Picture My Words, so don't think he isn't taking your advice. We just decided to drop this gem for shits and giggles.
The power's brewing, stewing louder than a crockpot
Searching for a surge, inserting hours in a stopwatch
Certain now I'm worthless, how have I witnessed my true peak
If my purpose now is rhyming my gift isn't unique
There's kids with a new scheme, only knew to them
There isn't a school for this, learn or don't but working shows some useful tips
For the youthful kids who use a pen, it's all been done before
From pac to dre, run of course had lots to say, Pun and more
Have hung the torch up on a mantle, deemed the GOATS
All the rappers fiend the most to see the globe with champ and sing a toast
Man my feeble flows are barely audible, there's a starting point
Clearly got his notes and watched the pro's, hearing artists go
From authors to a cocky schmoe once the green arrives
Has redeemed his life, wants an offer so he dreams to sign
With the Roc, but you he'll keep his pride, wouldn't change for phonies
Just to hang with homies, maybe though we ain't close,
You say you know me
But I can't recall, damnit y'all have seen us grow
People come, people go, see it's no easy road
Blowing g's ain't for me, take a cheap modest spot
Keep honest, all dreams falling in a sleek starting slot
Calling shots with a beat, tryna get separation
Give it all I got, keep grinding till celebration
Flyin' up to heaven's gates, ironic that I'm pigeon holed
Spittin' dope lines with no dealer now but still I'm broke.
Why do I write this music?
Why do I try and find a groove?
Cuz if my rhymes are useless,
Then I'll find a different route.
Wasting time, I'm foolish,
If I think that I prevail.
In my mind I do it,
Only I hope that I don't fail...