Nemz (producer) - Answers (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] A Rapper is a artist that paints a picture with no predilection Using diction never spitting fiction, causing friction Necessary evils to reach the people, make them believe the Unbelievable and see the unseeable 'Cause politicians never reach the unreachable Only care for people that could line they pockets, ugh Wanna' shoot a rocket at congress for leaving sh** a mess, ugh Maybe I'm speaking from the stress, but never the less I'm just doing my best, to speak the real till I rest With my hands across my chest Rhymes are just potent emotion, in motion, emoting Tokens of wisdom to release you from the, prison That they prefer to place you in Self inflicted solitary I was once confined Till found the key in my mind Achieved freedom it'll all be worth it, if I just reach one [Verse 2] So
 what's my purpose as an emcee? To entertain, or get boxed in a lane? Or provide social commentary beyond the ordinary Contained, in our, matrix, took the red and blue pill Now I can't sit still Making the sacrifice of my life, hoping i'm doing what right Willing to pay the ultimate price, of limited privacy Inevitable piracy and women eyeing me for my success Rather than what's under my chest The stress of tryna' be the best, either crash and burn Or reach the pinnacle of perfection in the eyes of the people A legend in the making, this world is for the taking A legend in the making, this world is for the taking [Verse 3] Now Im all up in the game, achieved fame Everybody know my name, whipping a big range With a big chain, models all around top weed by the pound Am I still loud and proud? Or content and Complacent, no longer patient Longing to excel, ready to accelerate at the sound of the bell Only time will tell, if I, cared about the craft Or will I be satisfied making the draft and receiving my bonus Or put the onus on my self to strive for the belt With no thought of the wealth I disregard my health and well being when I get to emceeing No matter the consequence I spit what I believe in No matter the consequence I spit what I believe in! [Verse 4] Look forward to looking back on my career After conquering my fears, seeing fans cheer Changed a couple lives after writing day and night Tight with the mic like Iron Mike with his right Still remember days of having no lights Tryna' to get a slice of American Pie To me The American Dream seemed so pristine But there was no way In and no way out Though I felt trapped refused to die on my back So I resurrected from the dirt unafraid to be crucified I rose from the concrete ready to die So I resurrected from the dirt unafraid to be crucified I rose from the concrete ready to die