Mike Squires - Gorilla Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Nick Vig] The real is out I'm banging on my chest the gorilla is out Never flinched when the critics doubt I just keep moving Keep grooving, improving sk**s Barely have my fair share of sk**s but my gut never fail me I'm feeling dominate, the ladder is tall but I'm climbing it My lane I'm finding it, I'm rhyming it you know what time it is I'm prominent, don't you ever get confused Want a house as a continent, big enough to make the news They hit snooze, but I'm 'bout to wake your a** up I don't like beef, but you can get it if you act up You probably won't respect me until I go and get my cash up So, I'm gonna make my money stack up hoe Wait a minute, this ain't close to my pinnacle That's probably why my flows oh so cynical And I can feel that hate man, I'm around identical You all do the same sh**, drink, party, smoke, it don't make sense This right here is patience This right here is hours in the basement Cooking up some sh** so you can taste it This is basement, that crack flow We coming, coming, coming, through the back door And trouble hearted you can stay the flow And with the clothes on my back I even made a rope I used to blow smoke just to be cool, but I deaded that I would rather write music instead of that My heart is on my sleeve just to show you I'm red and fat Stop bleeding on this track, right now, and I pedal back The times I was lost, confused, broken and bruised And even the times I had to blues without clues You couldn't fit in my shoes, you lame dudes know it All you do is rap man I'm a true poet I'm a true poet Yeah, yeah, I'm a true poet Your style I invented it, your truth you bended it Your car you got you rented it, stop acting like you f**ing spended it I'm just talking sh** homie