[Verse 1: Grewsum]
As I'm standin' in my place, a rapper
I'm feelin' like I'm staring in the face of disaster
Like they duplicated all the faces in plaster
And my only hope is if I'm gonna change to an actor
Like where did it go? To hell with control
Everybody joined bandwagon, sellin' your soul
Tellin' em all the story remains, always the same
As you who*e yourself out for glory in vain
But not me, I'mma stick to what has gotten me this far
Composure and honing my sk** as I spit bars
And this art has been tainted, scoffed and faded
And kick start to switch to always changing
All the old same, cars and gold chains
Lost the old game, there were raws, the c**aine
Plots they don't change, never gave em a choice
But you're about to feel the pain
Now that they gave me a voice
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How long will it take them to finally see the light?
Cause it sits on my mind and I can't see that night
And when they draw their lines, it isn't feelin' right
How long will it take them to finally see the light?
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(Hear me!) When I stake my name, stake my claim
Ain't about to let you break the game
(Fear me!) Infiltrate your brain, face the pain
Making everybody take the blame
[Verse 2: Grewsum]
It's like I'm rhymin' for the dead, still plan to thrill
Like I'm runnin' on a treadmill, standin' still
While the rappin', get their rep k**ed, lack in sk**
Blue pill or the red pill? That's the deal
Like they're feelin' my lack appeal, wack for real
Crap it still, you're coming for a happy meal
This creates the underdog, wait for the route to storm
People don't originate, just take from the one they saw
Repetitive trends, where competitors bent
To mesh and create a new set of event
When raps put you to sleep with words under the beat
When my words shake that concrete under your feet
Cause I move with my words in a music back seat
And you gotta backwards so I must attack it
I'm not just another nerd who came to rap sh**
I'm here to bomb the absurd with lyrical tactics
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[Verse 3: Grewsum]
I'm ornery cause corny words bore me (and I hate that!)
I'm formin' an army to storm in (till we break that!)
Havoc you've created, damned in my impatience
Has me liberated till cats eliminated
For wack impersonations of raps across the nation
And adds to the equation and ma**ive circulation
Of people who don't even try to rip or be original
Their cliques are hypocritical, this sh** is f**ing pitiful
It's like the teritory just came with abuse
Is this an f**in' iced out chain or a noose?
But I'm wicked, the maestro, can kick it like typhoon
The simple design flows are k**in' me, I know
This should be much deeper, but they do it for wealth
Seven in the heaven, now I'm movin' to hell
I know they don't want it man, but Grew is the help
And if they don't wanna precipitate, I'll do it myself
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