Dan-e-o - Mental Mirage lyrics

CHORUS 1: You suffer from a mental mirage when your click be dishin' your props And you a**ume that you're large until the recognition stops Now you be takin' rap for granted like sh** given in wills Yet your friends won't make you ends if you ain't got sk**s You got a mental mirage when your click be dishin' your props And you a**ume that you're large until the recognition stops Now you be takin' rap for granted like sh** given in wills Who gives a f** where you from if you ain't got sk**s? Your whole squad's lost, distorted thoughts support the force that taught You frauds that you was hard, yet my bars contort your court What I sport is inventions with intentions of ascension Prices you'll pay like attention if you rap only to your henchmen Who you impressin' by addressin' your men while performin'? This tells me like informants that you're boring and should be dormant Warning: I'll leave you mourning like midnight to noon time My tunes shine to soon climb and ruin rhymes that you goons chime Your cyph's in isolation thinking you're the hip-hop nation Devastation is where you be headed, like decapitation I hate it that when I see you like intensive care units Influence bigs up your chest like a b**h with balloon tits Your boys make noise for you at each and all your functions Yet your junction expects a free copy of your production It's evident every element of your career's irrelevant About your raps nobody gives a f** like someone celibate CHORUS 2: You got a mental mirage when your click be dishin' your props And you a**ume that you're large until the recognition stops Now you be takin' rap for granted like sh** given in wills Yet your friends won't make you ends if you ain't got sk**s You got a mental mirage when your click be dishin' your props And you a**ume that you're large until the recognition stops Now you be takin' rap for granted like sh** given in wills Who gives a f** where you from if you ain't got sk**s? Sk**s of n***az I run wit is abundant yet is redundant that label funded Rappers are hunted to reign, while I remain unwanted By the local promoter bringing n***az north of my border Who order respect like a mean father towards his daughter Hold up, who f**in' told ya my nation would build your clout When you're wacker than skeefs who call my house with nothing to talk about? When shows seem effortless, like trains I express sentences With insulting references, striking n***az like resemblances Hence this is the way you make me feel like molestation Cuz expectations of acceptation's based on living locations I've stood in many concert crowds feeling sick Wishing to represent by coming off the top like my head was a dick But sh**, I'm forced to block progressing my distressing moods While your crew slacks off like men changing pants in dressing rooms Suppressing dudes your gesture when you siesta on the rest of The world, I suggest ya get a move on like wrestler CHORUS 2 Verbal burns are heard on suburban curbs when nerds try usurpin' my workings There's no end to the list of bros I can diss like Bergen It's urgent for rappers who've adapted to lapsing to fasten Their a** in the line of duty before opportunity pa** em Cuz asking your crew for a**istance while you show resistance To consistency will leave you and success a great distance Persistence in producing poetic parodies Won't get ya closer like couples are supposed to after therapy Terribly n***az merrily get all elated Over scripts they've created while they're slated as being constipated Your whole clan has low plans, your slow jams have no fans It's obvious your wackiness shows like programs This pro stands though faced with the industry's curse I plan it like Earth, my verses to burst like a virgin's first squirts And I refuse to lose out by being lazy Think you'll be hittin'? You're kiddin' yourself like pregnant ladies BRIDGE Wack MC's who cannot see reality Come out my country, come out my country Come out my country Come out my country, come out CHORUS 1 BRIDGE (x2)