K-Deep - On The Page... lyrics

Instrumental: 1 Sec by Novelist & Mumdance [Intro] Eyes opened hoping to go sleep Wait, wrong lyric sheet… f**… In a real tight space I will be like ‘Ye like “Hey! Put the camera down…” Nah… Alright let's do it for real this time… [Verse] Alright let me start from scratch I'm itching to pull like a marksman tracking his target Heart set on blasting back Yeah I slip sometimes/ can be dopey So many people they wanna try open me up But I hardly crack Pure white noise in my ears when I'm closed off Gla**es stashed in the car in fact So I can't see nor hear you In my own little Universe A student roaming the campus Feel like it's me verse Uni I can't relax Energy pent up/ need to release for a whole lot of enemies If you're hearing this now then it's too late Better take care/ LP 2 Drake Better cover them j**els or run Before I k** a mic and El-P you mate Eliminate pricks that's shorthand So high that you can't reach up to my level Don't try when you're coming up short fam always You can bank on these wack emcees getting sautéed I mean just look at how much time I've spent on it – all day Times by three six five times that by twelve Better call Wayne/ tell him he can bet upon this new young money And I don't need Baby to pay me I'll just get these babies to pay up Whine ‘bout their cars and their diamonds Who you tryna be? Brag about the girls you bang That you'll take mine too Well I'll take all yours and I'll start to ménage with them While you stay quiet and I'll be like Yo, your boy's kinda meek Too many lies in his speech Ether/ iced out/ rest in your diamond piece Like I care… I can do this three ways That Nas/ Eminem/ Jay-Z way And your girl loves when the beats bang hard Top secret you won't see the beat-tape Insecure/ full of doubt/ let me k** ‘em now A three-headed beast on beats Like Dre and Kanye at J.Dilla's house Pounding that ba**/ take away one letter Nah, settle down… Drunk off pure spirit but I'm sober though ‘Cause those spirits I spit ‘em out Can't refill it ‘cause I don't feel it In the same way that my pen got me spilling out Personal preference/ what's worse than pretending? Don't work under pretence so I've been ordered to murder the sentence I'll be the judge of my own life Don't try air me out ‘til I can't breathe Forced to concede with my life on the clothesline That's not worth me addressing Any further ascension I might as well take off That's KD/ J/ Mike/ AMoZ Roll with the same squad Since day one and it's stayed strong Got me through times when I was disheartened When anxiety showed outta nowhere and switched me up Knew I had to put in work when that shift started Devil in my ear/ tell him “let him go now” I tried to ignore it but my ears still ring So I pull both headphones out He keeps on calling/ oh my God! I was hol'ed up in a zone and lost Looking at myself in the mirror like “Bro, where do you know me from?!” Mind stirring up a storm/ zero chance for escape Life never owes you one I don't really care what they told you bruv Life's but a dream that they sold you ‘Cause it won't work all the time It's the coldest run Stress upon blessings each lesson we take is displaying your suffering When you go seek out a niche for yourself in a world That could not care less if you breathe or not It's tragic in fact when you're seeking out Nietzsche And find that you're looking for life That defies what a life really means I mean I mean…what do I mean? See… Damn…how'd I get here? On a stream of conscious I need some water I feel so offset Scheming and plotting Feeling to drop this Let the heat from it seep in noxious Quenching your thirst? Nah I'll leave you a droplet Be so obnoxious Scream at the top-end Frequency topping Frequently drop gems A beast without a beat I'll beat who I offend Top tier beats ensuite on fleek Let me stop there