[Verse 1: RyanGranola]
Feeling like a boss
On this train of thought
Then i just lost it
Thoughts are a train wreck
But this one mic that you just can't check
Rocking it on my home rock this little blue spec
And I still might wreck it
I reckon I can spit my way all the way up to heaven
Fly high as a seven forty seven
Plane crash too but get through nine eleven
You know sh** happens
It's almost expected
Not laughing unaffected
Release the kraken undetected
Self hated unrated underage elevated
I don't need an elevator to climb up with the greatest
Make it on my own if i do at all
The curtain calls it must be fated
Call collect
Crying up to god
Crucified with regret
Situation is dire
But I will never tire
Burning up rubber
Burning with desire
Burning up the pad like the pyre
No smoke but this is fire
I'm a doer not a trier
It's a bird it's a plane
It's Ryan climbing higher
[Verse 2: RyanGranola]
I don't keep the heat
I don't need to pack
I pack that peace
Of mind
Everyone want a slice of the piece of the pie in the sky
Love and hate to procreate just take a piece of mine
World at war inner peace i'll be fine
I have the inner G
G for granola
I have the energy charge up like a battery
Enemy can't injure me
Hopping since the birth of me
Not stopping till the d**h of me
Infinity to the next infinity
Open up my heart too consumed open wound
Better let it breathe
People want war or want more
I want less no stress i got the serenity
I guess that's why they envy me
Looking for the cheese but it's holy like divinity
Holes in my plan family try to censor me
They don't understand I am the new industry
I'm done with mistletoe kissing hoes running from the misery
I won't stand for it
I'll sit in the front of the bus
You can confront i don't give a sh**
Play it by ear
Cause i have not written it
The story of my life
But i seem to be illiterate
Play to hear
Just another instrument
Blowing up like a bu*terfly
Watch me as I flutter by
Blowing out my chrysalis
Life was just a cocoon
Now I'm in cancun
Napping on a sand dune
Sand man
Sitting on the moon
They'll be saying I'm the man soon
But for now I'm sleeping
For now I'm dreaming
Life is just a fairytale that everyone believe in
[Verse 3: Conner Thompson]
Take three, or whatever
It's been too long man, for real
No nicknames, Conner Thompson
Been on the come up
Can't say I never f**ed up
Before the train crash, goddamn I had to grow up
Waiting for my blow up
Trash my book of lines
But I kept on writing, had my eyes upon the prize
My rhymes fly divine
The lord hit my pager
Asked for a dime and told me bout a rager
Christ could walk on water
Turn that sh** to wine
But I'm not too into drinking though it got me feeling fine
You got me outrageous
Looks are just contagious
Too bad you got out, before we got on first name basis
Came out the womb resting with my own potential
Greatest white boys talking on an instrumental
My lyrics are quite mental, let them fill up in your brain
My man chop the sample, I drop the ace of spades
I got a full house, but the kings up on parade
Might of lived in a caste, but we all end up in graves
So I kept on writing and I kept on striving and I kept on fighting and it all end up the same way
Didn't really know what to do when I came around time to stand up and be a man
So I just did what I do
And I'mma continue to do
What I been known to do
I've been known to talk, I've been known to spit, I've been know to not really give a f**ing sh**
I've been known to talk, I've been known to spit, at the end of the day I spit the realest sh**
Real sh**
RyanGranola
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