MC Cprite - Structure/Foundation (Citizen Kane) lyrics

[Verse 1 MC Cprite] Writing my lyrics is like, lighting my image I'm not liking my image, I been fighting my image Cause my image puts me in a box that I can't sentence The image is what makes you sell, like mother f** lyrics I been writing since a testical, rhymes that really vexing you Like n***as that's been testing you, and broads that don't be texting you That n***as disrespecting you, yelling in your face Talking about how he gon' k** you, I been stuck up in that place Why place myself at a place limited by views When I can live forever, when I'm doing what I do What I do is making art, and my art is in the music So don't ever confuse it with something that you see useless Sitting on computers, that ain't gon get you paid Standing on the corner that ain't gon get you played It's going to get you played, it's going to get you slayed My pen is to the page the only space is for the brave So don't call it, yeah n***a you won't call it I know a alcoholic and his face is like a toilet He talks a lot of sh**, like he's holding on a flush But opinions like an a** hole, it all has to part [Chorus: MC Cprite] The Choices that we make, it makes us feel great The choices that we make, it makes us feel fake Nothing for debate, I'm full of the hate The choices that we make, the choices that we make [Verse 2 MC Cprite] It's kind of funny how you acting like you something different And I don't listen, I don't feel it I ain't f**en wit it Some n***as sell the soul just to get a little fame But when I hit the road I'm never going to be the same Shout out to Taylor theory had my back he rolling with me Shout out to T.Pack, he rolling too, and that's a fact Shout out to Van Dosa, held me down he had composure And then my n***a shells, he pushed me when I wasn't there My manager she holds me down, I just don't say it often Shout out to Uche cause she told me that I had a talent Shout out to brotha beats, laced me when I n***a broke This one is for my parents its apparent gave me hope Shout out to my sister tell ya' baby that I miss her Shout out to black too, he was the reason for the season Shout out to my n***as that always had my back And if I'm getting on, know that I'm a pay ya' back [Chorus]