Caprot - Cap's Creed lyrics

Its been certain that your actions are always definin you I remain one step ahead walkin back wards to keep my eye on you I don't co*k nines with my word play I'm k**in ya Base my life offa some words that sound similar Dear haters kindly f** off whatever your words fake Spit the cleverest wordplay to sever your vertebrae Were off to see the wizard and to chisel his innards Give em a rip in his gizzard finish the b**h with some different scissors And this is all metaphorically Even if you penetrate my armor ill rebu*tle back with your sword in me Alotta wack rappers gettin big and yes its sad to see But I'm just tryna make a livin spittin dope don't get mad at me Step to the kid if you f*ggots have the audacity I get on every track like a f**in trains after me I'm pissed off rap is the cause And the only time that you will see me clapped is applause Us real emcees? Got the proper mix Of delivery lyrics swagger flow and desire to not forget That the reason this game exists its not the bottle piff My words are religion I dare you to be my apostles b**h If you feelin what I spit then g amen Catch me writin on a school night 3 am Not after cash sh** I ain't even think the fame is good Does every dope rapper have to be from a dangerous neighborhood Im just a sick emcee and I ain't tryna be gangsta But it seems if you don't got blings and sh** they wana be hangin ya Well f** that and all your commercial bullsh** f** your money cash and cars and the fact that your full of it Ill f** you up its war my source of course a contortion twist Drop you hardcore to the floor with the force of a horses kick Leave you coughin in awe so sick I'm on some naseous sh** There's a small list of dope rappers many crossin off of it Despite the common misconception rap is not a game Ill stab gucci in the back and piss out waka flockas flame I depend on rappin verses just like crops on rain I just wana live off the sh** and not be locked in fame I've been bottlin up thoughts since I was young I knew nothing I just wondered why those rappers would say they sick when they bluffing The world is full of a**holes and scene kids And fake f**s who about as real as a dream is Ill leave you mother f**ers crawlin I'm mad Don't try to justify your arrogance by callin it swag I've lit the flame I got until the candle whick dies I'm just spittin the creed from which I live by/