James Vane - Emerge lyrics

[Intro] Every single day at home I'd write and pretend we made it This is the opening to my future and you will never forget it [Hook] I'm a get my grind up, I'm a get it in I done made my mind up, let this sh begin If you with me now, we down til the end Homie ain't nothing changed, we going for the win Cause this ain't just pretend, nooo This ain't just pretend, no oh oh This ain't just pretend, nooo This ain't just pretend, no oh oh Hold up [Verse 1] Quietly rapping away in my corner Aiming to be the voice of the moment You could not silence me in a court of order Stories of my formal education Waterloo road but far more d** More Boredom and the tar on the lungs Vocal chords are so worn out you'd think I was speaking Parceltongue Am I marketable to the record labels They said James Vane you're not able Visceral piffle little infintile missable pigment of pikatchu it's irreversible f** you I am not that kid who Will refuse to pursue his vocation Fuse a line rehearse a rhyme, this is sh** we'd happily die for That's the fantasy, die for the art, see it in the eyes I will never depart Scribble in the stars written from the heart every single artery, every other part of me Pardon the modesty. I'm new to the monarchy. Lyrically a Young master, answer me, carter III, masterpiece [Hook] [Verse 2] To be honest with you I was scared to admit I rapped Because of all the negative connotations it's bought with My city doubts it's even a talent You're just speaking far too fast James Charles Take a mastercla** in the craft of politics Your love for rap it's pure ignorance Isn't it bliss though every note, every tone be it black or white Or quarter tones like Drake and Logic Mentally sick like an alcoholic, always cold like a freezing sorbet Grimy rhymer, drop bombs like Miley Cyrus and her clothes Sink rappers to comatose while I float above the surface prepared to roast No toast for rosay. Paint a picture, poet Monet On the road to multiple Grammys Like Pusha T and his pure white c**aine Every rhyme is so divine Eliminate pain my words like morphine [Hook] [Verse 3] One day soon they'll return to the archives remember how that child was vital Right now these guys are idols, one day close they'll be my rivals Don't worry about the praise for now, all of them will thank you later This is what you were made for, record a song of pure soul Also perform for lots a people dreaming of a new beginning Christening, beautiful new vision That driven musician, my first transmission Aiming to crush all the competition Provide for my friends from written verse Intersperse the fragments for all to witness Pure talent and ma**ive palate Paint a picture Edouard Manet Enjoy the rhapsody, understandably. Summer raps, pathetic fallacy Patiently waiting for hip-hop anarchy Will convert most rappers and turn the rest to dust Enjoy the rush, now please discuss