GrewSum - My Life lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, I like to welcome you to the new era of Grewsum 7th Seal Entertaiment, let's show em how we do baby [Verse 1] Syllables burnin' in my mouth like listerine I need to cleanse my soul with Mr. Clean Sickest fiend, vicious thing Thinking too much when I'm sippin' liquor, scheme Plot and knot impossible thoughts Of toppin' this obsticle properly droppin' rock And you're outta your socks Oh my God man, now that's a raw plan I ain't coolin' down I'm keepin' it hot fam Feelin' stressed, lettin' it double within Lettin' my honesty get me in trouble again Cause Prozak is nothing more than strange baggage f**in' up a whole label that came savage Till they went and signed a no talent aerobic The only threat that he compose is as a terrorist Nobody cares cause you're speakin' out your an*l You made it famous dog, being the weakest on your label You f*g [Hook x2] This is my life, this is my home This is my mic, so this is my throne This is my mind, so this is my choice So I'mma do it until you're sick of my voice [Verse 2] I'm not a sh** talker, I'm just sayin' what needs to be said So I can get it up in your head I won't apologize, if I said it it's what I meant Lit fuse with a tank of oil, lit it up in my head Yeah I spit vivid and I live wicked I look at it like it's my world, you live in it You gone of off that liquor well let me piss in it You made a whole f**ing career off a b**h gimmick Now people lookin' at me like I'm the savior Like it's up to me to make this pop major Been sending out demos and it's obnoxious Now I'm sending these labels Unabomber boxes They want no gruesome sh**, no dark raps No white boy from where the corn stalks at So I can really be the illest rapper livin' And still be doin' nothing but sittin' and hop gettin' Motherf**er [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Visions spinnin' like a twister I'm livin' in the storm C-Mob said it right cause we children of the corn Flippin' out this evening Stephan King status I ain't gon' lie to you, you people need practice I ain't bumpin' gums I just thought I let you know That 3rd Degree's my boy and that dude's about to blow You probably think I'm faking, but keep that on the low Cause when it happens I'll be chillin' and sayin "I told you so" Plus Lo Key is fire, I'm sayin' that he's sick Just because you're not don't be hatin' on the kid But let em keep talkin', cause the sh** amusing And word of mouth is way better than distribution Welcome to my life, welcome to my home Welcome to my fight and my struggle and my zone That I live in, mind trippin', rhyme flippin', I'm sick and I'm pissin' rivers on guys b**hin' so pay attention [Hook x2]