uh huh
lorrd
lord
ya
hmm
ya
yuh
- ya
-aight
-look, ya
you can tell i really want it
but its hard to believe when the people never seen this
young motherfucking genious
bitch i get a pen and a pad and i bet a nigga write mean shit
and i was tryna make 'em realize
i was all alone in my isolation
i was terrified
my self confidence would sieze to exist
as i reminesce
"I aint got no time for no relationship"
that's what i tell myself as i proceed
and write a couple of records about the way i been living and lord willing i could make it the press and shit
and now i gotta see my therapist
embarassing, that i depend on compliments, the only way to boost my confidence.
shit! gawd damn!
can a young nigga breathe?
i been living a lie thats similiar to what you see
every time a nigga get up on a microphone
i wanna talk about the real shit, maybe you can feel this
heart up on my sleeve, is the way that imma wear it
[?] different type of attention
no need to mention, i wanna keep a mind of retention of every single fact i put this on a track
attract a large crowd
i wanted to crown out
one dope motherfucker that tell you to calm down
what i found is that people embrace it if it's real
they hear it, they gotta have it
in love with the sound but they could'nt even manage to really underrstand a pain that's this bad
painting a picture of the emotions that hes masking
FUCK!
But i guess that it all takes time
blow minds with the rhymes that a young nigga spitin
they giving you dope shit make a motherfucker listen
i come with a notation
your was a prophecy of the payment
and you can leave in a casket whatever person you came with
i feel like a nigga [?] sounding redundant
we live in a world that is morally [?]
