[Scratch Hook]
"Part of the game"
[Verse One]
The mindstate of where I'm at is data moves a region
It's not all about the cream but my boots are leaning
You'd be breathing hard like when losing semen
If you took the steps and paved the dues that Jean and
Access took
Live life, learn from regrets
I moved from relationships to casual s**
So run with me or you can't get mad if you're left
I'm fending for myself, stressed as a castaway gets
But life decent, so tell me what's the reason I add ruin
The world hurt my heart like the grease in my fast food
The gra** grew greener on the side that ain't have you
That's what we all thought but bet they had it bad too
I make my own luck, no lotto or calling bookies
A horoscope to saving motto's from fortune cookies
To motivate my motive ain't to floss and be rich
I can't work for no one and nobody's forcing me sh**
[Scratch Hook]
Bad advice
"Part of the game"
Paying dues
"Part of the game"
To be caught
"Part of the game"
"Everyday struggle" - Notorious B.I.G. 'Everyday Struggle'
"Part of the game"
I've been slept on
"Part of the game"
If you beat the odds
"Part of the game"
So I keep it moving
"Really it ain't hard to explain" -Wordsworth 'Last Days (So What)'
Because I know I'm
"Part of the game"
[Verse Two]
So I sit in my lab, home alone at my best
(Yo check check) headsets blown out on the left
Out of the depths, New Eurekan Poet's Cafe
Doing open mics when you ain't even know us that way
There's always that phase when you gotta flow for no profit
When your sound booth's your bathroom, kitchen or closet
But still rocking, and made bangers that you swore dropping
For pop stoppers we bent hangers and tossed stockings
I used to spin in the past but wasn't organized in some ways
Scattered records had Aretha Franklin in a Pun case
I write now, you like how I write down the sights/sounds
Experience through life in a nice and concise style
The crowd cheers, it sense words are now important
I speak extra loud and clear like the crowd was [?]
Mindstate and technique to have rap controlled
So when you see my name it's always all caps and bold
[Hook]
[Verse Three]
And I'm far from success but I peep the effects
People will keep in touch to make sure you're still a connect
I'm still into debt, deeper than I'm willing to get
I'm worn out and losing my breath and fill in the check
You put in a lot of work so you deserve the applause that you get
Give me a big hand like I declare a war with two decks
I zone out to tracks sound and tend to write songs fast
An unexpected turn to rap became a life long path
I make moves y'all can keep talking, running your mouth
Then spend the money copywriting songs that ain't coming out
That stay in your house, but all of my cuts are hot for nothing
And I'm a clutz, every few months I'm dropping something
Cause I'm amongst the illest cats you guys are bumping
You'll see it s**s to see rappers fall from bad instruction
Optimistic always, we party in rain
Then deal with the bullsh** man, it's part of the game
[Hook]