Tier On3 - The Escape (Feat. Statik) lyrics

The escape (Re-Written) Verse 1- Pen in my hand as i blow off my steam With burnt holes that have grown that are honed to my dreams Goals I've Approached have provoked me to be Cold in my home with dro so I'm a fiend Lately I find myself down on my knees Pounds upon pounds of this pressure increased I'm like a god i feel like I'm not seen So i step to the mic and i make em believe Thunder plunders when your number slumbers on through Load the chopper let it rain like summer monsoons Think I'm playing like a deck i'll deck you under your tomb 16 bars 8 shoot That's you divided by 2 All the girls that shot me down, i feel like a star now Try to get back with it I'm a rip your heart out Hop in my sin wagon with a tech to take you far out Like a sailor in the ocean hoping far a star now Cold Days long nights No comatose With a bad chick, bout to TOKE a bowl of potent dro Rollin' O's i hold my soul till my throat needs to opens slow Your an omen if you talking out your colon bro Now that I've improved all my haters now believe in me Talking like "dude your a beast I need a cd please" You weren't there the day i started out my frequency Robert Wyatt props your the homies till I D-I-E Try escaping all the fakes booking at me right now Yeah its great know my name but you plastic right now Tryna get away from the action right now But I can't cuz your Looking at me like wow Whoo boy, how does he do dat? I shoot gats cuz I'm the greatest of all time with no doorag Ain't from Compton but I comp a ton of rue that's To my paleness Like a pale i'm coming up were you at Hard work pays off but i still owe debt 10 Bouncing everywhere just to get mo checks 12 focused on this money then I'm on your hoe next 14 Type of guy to bring her to my house and have no s** Did i say s**, i meant no breath Spaced out, with no helmet to go protect Women weed and weather's all i need to progress But this world's got me tripping like I'm drunk on door steps Old me's in mirrors I'm shattering Nail in his coffin when I bring the hammer in Improved like a product sent back again Bound to blow up like a bag from Iraqians Cascade to clean inflate my soul Illustrate with grenades to go pin up my foes D grades degrade me so I skate and wrote It's my fate don't trip when I take reign of my throne Verse 2- (Statik) Trapped in a bubble But never to speak Treated so subtleTruth is what I seek Caused too much trouble While pushed to my peak Fell off and stumbled I still am unique Been under the rubble For roughly a week Go grab the shovel Escape the fatigue Its a rebu*tal For those who doubt me Never to crumble Its my destiny Creativity has never held me back All the negativity is what I attack So you better step back When you hear that crack Cuz when I hit the whip I never show slack Opportunities knocking at my door My ingenuity makes a rap your chore Don't doubt me anymore Cuz I make war Im not somebody That you should ignore Im always rejected By peoples perspective The things I've perfected Seem like they're defective But my objective's To show I've invest ed All time in my methods Still though I'm resented Words are collective I make raps aggressive Because I'm deceptive And always attentive Never protecting Im just making messes But always receptive To him who confesses Your edition of me is so corrupt If you approach me don't be so abrupt This present generations got you all messed up So I think it's bout time for me to step up So make me king I am on the great chair The rules I'm making don't need to be fair If you go against me you better beware Cuz when the battle comes I shoot up the flare Im like a volcano just waiting to erupt When I spit flames I never get stuck Don't stand around me I'm bound to blow up Im just like a Phoenix from the ash I rise up Throwing smoke bombs just to leave you impaired Lightning strikes while you say a final prayer In need of repair, out running despair Im escaping this life, the world's in my snare