C-Rabbit - Saddened lyrics

I'm sick of how these bullsh** wannabe rappers say How much money they got when they not, this ain't a masqueraid Put the mask away, I'm a cast away, in this dramatic game where Actors play a role rap decays i've seen faster days cuz im the last off stage I clean this sh** up like I was saddened maid or your mother, please Recognize the fact that you rappers are under me, I'm the thundering beat On fire a hundred degrees I run the streets like you uncomplete And I bet now none of these b**h a** posers wanna try f** with me Mazeltov Shake the lava off Burn you make a statement Tell you all and make it blatant That im real no fakin gay sh** You can try to take my patience But my chill will stay evasive And your life will fade to grey if You even try to make me change it Uh My flow can very but as you can see my mind is clever No gangster sh** I rap decency about my lifes endeavors You got a nice flow and some nice rhymes but mine are better Cuz when im in the booth I scribble the truth like a lie detector My punchline hits you like a line punch Dont forget the way I play words like word play In the most absurd way love me on the first day But I kick you to the curb, hey Back to third grade Let me speak in a rhythm that you can understand These rappers can't shake me cuz im the upperhand Decision, like bloodyman collisions The funny man listens So I'm all ears, I pay attention, I'm called feared Im lyrically deep like the ocean and you're sinking My promises keep, I got the potion and im drinking it The sun is jealous how I shine bright the way im gleaming Its hard, but you need to witness me becoming king, so quit blinking If you knew real hip hop then you'd know that I was elite I run the beat like a mile finishing undefeated You can't compete your bars aren't complete Youd notice your structure falling apart when the bars arent there to up keep The foundation, haha... do you get that one? or was it too deep for you? Too deep for you too deep for you too deep for her too Just kidding im a virgin, I'm not sure which version Back to my sermon, these rappers are vermin Douse me with tears but my fire keeps burnin It dont concern em, hypothermic Yet im on fire im on tires like on a roll I'm inheriting this empire you stole you f**ing rappers better learn it My metaphors stab you like metal forks... You wanna ask me why im on the checkerboard? Im kinged, why else would I play checkers for... This game is crazy man im never bored I looked down as you b**hes on the ground im on the second floor... These rappers are incredibly terrible, they stain the reputation Of hip hop, promising sick verses, but they left you waitin Im reviving the game... I'm lighting the flame... In spite of the rain... I just hope that at end of the road that im still the same...