BeatsInMyBackPack - Catch 23 lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, oh yeah I like that cause I can hear myself a lot better, sh** I got some more here anyways It really don't matter I ain't even worried no more man Let's start doing this sh** Like a real n***a should, know what I'm saying [Verse 1] Throwin' jabs to any n***a with gloves on Live behind these bars, you'd think I'm rappin' with cuffs on Last year I wasted my talent writing these love songs This year I'm trying my hardest not to come up wrong Words, bust it from jungle to jungle to balance Probably know me I could write a whole book and give it to Mowgli I'm hotter than my skin, I'm a beast in disguise I'm carrying each line like I was Optimus Prime What? I want more people to connect with what I'm saying so for a limited time I'm offering wi-fi free On the far side these women keep pa**ing by me I'm ready for war you hop on the front line flee Intimidated I'm taking note to your pen, I'm overlooking your jaw and aiming straight at your heads Trigger finger 007 I'm looking [?] through your brains and broad son challenge me if you dare Lately I've been feeling like I'm under acid, made it, I'm inpatient I've been waiting to profess that I'm the greatest n***as [?], Women rating adding me onto they playlists See the truth inside my mirror Bout the time I f**ing fix it I mean, I try to keep my conscious out of harms way Follow my first mind at least that's what my mom say I gotta let these demons out for my mind's sake I gotta k** these weak rappers for the rhyme's sake, Aye [Hook] They taking pages outta books Converting pawns into rooks Man don't nobody wanna hear about a n***a's trial and tribulation no more They just wanna hear the hooks (x2) So catch this! [Verse 2] Punchlines hit with no fists Writing so much damn near broke my wrist Boy it's like the rap life A Jada with no kiss Get crossed with no pricks or beats with no Swizz How you getting diagnosed? But still you not sick You never sold d**, got rich or popped clips But still you walk around with a story to tell 'Bout how you got picked on and yo mom was so strict Nobody wanna hear about a regular n***a We a [?] breed, like young kids that wanna read I'm just trying to grow my empire They crushing my seeds Bringing rap music home, but they shredding the deed Yo, never had a gimmick Who rapped no phony lyrics Just trying to reach my peek and push away beyond my limits To en light up on a subject, but you know they gone get me I'm concerned about my message Why they worried about my image? (man) [Hook] They taking pages outta books Converting pawns into rooks Man don't nobody wanna hear about a n***a's trial and tribulation no more They just wanna hear the hooks They taking pages outta books Converting pawns into rooks Man don't nobody wanna hear about a n***a's trial and tribulation no more They just wanna hear the... So catch this! [Outro] Yeah, specter and all that Damone Tyrell, 92, shoutout to the Lo Buffalo to be exact, 716 I rep it all day baby All this sh** is unnecessary and I'm saying I'm just doing that hard rapping sh** f** all that, cut the beat off