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The Lyricist

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  • [Verse 1] Dear diary, here I be droppin' some shit But not journals and memoirs, lines and bars I stretch my hands out to reach for the stars I'm makin' plans now to live on Mars Cause I got Earth on lock See my mind is like a muse to a paper Cause I'm used to a paper-drawn blank Till it's got me to think And I just dip it in my think tank Fill it with anger and Run straight through the lines cause I can't be stopped And pose my will on words even if they won't For example I make words rhyme even when they don't With the ample vocabulary even with the quote I make it mind on mind till I'm done with it Cause I had fun with it Pick it up and run with it Score it and spike it and Don't take a second to figure out you like it And if you think you can find a match then strike it It won't ignite, cause it can't fill my Nikes With the man made lake and the dam and the dyke And the canal it still can't float quite like This natural feel brake your move make it night Cause my mic sound right even when I write like this [Verse 2] I get up in the zone like a super saiyan Sayin' sayin' sayin' sayin' super humans Wan to say them over drunk n' sober Mere mortals make a mission out of mixin' me With masterpieces just so they can bring them home and play them over I dip into theory till I catch their theory, it's scarier then waiting to exhale You must know by the time I tap keys, With relative ease I'll be contemplating my next tale I stay steps ahead thinkin' about the reps ahead By the time you cluin' in it's your rep I'm movin' in It's like a double ban both side screwin' in Your foot in your mouth and my foot in your rear end I wanna get to the point where I don't gotta to crush the competition Just because they wanna see my style I'm tryin' to get to the level where the rebel see the power of my empire And decide wait a while [Verse 3] Let me explain, this is expository while they shut themselves out To open arms and harms way shook by what dreams made Force themselves upon pond screamin they pond That's why rappers run shallow and my ponds are far gone Cool like cal gone just back from california and lands beyond Lettin' foreigners hear my songs and back to spawn some more Some on, some on, some lost, some in, some out, all in without a doubt Some rise by sunrise, while some guys Try to summarize those that walk in fall but can't crawl See I'm hip to a critic, cause they hypocritic Its critical to what I'm kickin, just a little bit political So consider this a PSA from USA to UK Say what you wanna say But if you wanna say what everybody else is gonna say Just remember don't play games with J

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