Mix/Mastered by Nathan Rosario Produced by Max Pierson
lyrics
Quit actin tough
Case of where
You're from
Shut the fuck up
I know motherfuckers
From the suburbs
Doin double digit numbers
Not talkin about income herb
Bird is the word
Not talkin Peter
Heard ya girls tight
I would love to MEAT her
Maybe I could teach her
How to follow the leader
Cause you ain't shit
The fucks a main bitch?
Havent cared for a woman
Since I notice they been
Overlookin the best men
Now instead I take em
To the West Inn
I'm the best shit
Since Eminem said
He's the best thing
Since wrestling
I don't do a petty thing
They trynna pick my brain
I don't fuck around
No meddling
But if you peddling
Better hope it's better
Than what my boys
Got on the block
Stayin ahead like wops
Lock me in a room
Gimme a tune
Wrap (rap) myself into a tomb
BOOM
Resurrection
Correction
Justice doesnt die
A life lesson I
Shoulda realized
They got emotion
Down to the motion
Alike, but synthesized
So don't ask why
Do thy puff lye
I'm Trynna get by
Stay down to earth
By smokin herb
At the same time
Fly
Not here to
Proliferate fear
Trynna improve
The quality
Of what ya ears hear
Cause a lotta rappers
Sound the same as last year
Am I the only left
Who's bein sincere
And not just sayin shit
For public image
Everyone talkin shit
About Kendrick
Wasn't even mentioned..
Haven't even started baby
I been in my test tube
I never cop out
Sometimes the best do
Even heroes gotta die sometime
Even evil got a good side
Evil Kenievel got em
Thinkin he could fly
Einstein took his dick
And fucked time
I'm here to make em
Rewind every track
About a thousand times
Leave em dependant
On only audible senses
Leave em blind
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023