SC Static - The Suburbian Truth lyrics

(Verse) In order to achieve what you want you gotta progress and fight And that's the best advice that helped me escape from a desperate life And I gotta confess to Christ I'm thankful I was blessed to write Cause I began to check the mic before I knew my left from right It's a fact I'm a soldier so don't battle me sober I'll grab the pad from the sofa and I will gladly expose ya And Imma earn an opportunity and rap till it's over While others get the chance and never lift the bat off their shoulder And I remember watching battles and I was starving to get in them I'm talking back then when I hardly knew of Eminem I started writing bars to rip out their hearts and machete them Cause I've been k**ing tracks since the start of the new millennium They say I'm the truest cause I've never been on a losing spurt Plus I abuse the verse, they're amazed at what I can do with words They say this dude's bizzerk cause I never sleep all I do is work I'm up before the break of dawn even before the rooster chirps I'm tired of these signed labels telling all these crime fables My mind's stable but all of my thoughts were designed hateful Look through my book of rhymes and you'll see that every line's fatal I used to rhyme playful while I was learning my times tables Most of you artist likers only supporting garbage writers Who only talk about who's car's the nicest and how large their ice is All your songs are lifeless while all of my many thoughts are righteous All my bars are priceless, I can stand out in the hardest cyphers I'm maneuvering after you f*gs with humorous attitudes I'm pursuing my pa**ion to flaunt my numerous attributes I'm on a mission to expose these rappers that you listen to Cause everyones got different views but most of yours are misconstrued I don't need no one with me misery is my company And I won't be satisfied till I'm freestyling on s**er free And I will never stop until nobody is in front of me Until I'm humbly in my prime just like the number three But maybe I should dumb it down just to make it less confusing Provide less amusement just to add to all my stress from losing Show the best improvement to prove to you I'm the best in music Battling Static is equivalent to public execution You deny your brothers you try to rhyme but you wine and stutter All the rhymes I utter are in abundance and high in numbers I don't rely on others only those in the sky above us Give me any lyrical test I'll pa** it with flying colors Static's the name for those who never heard me in booths But you can just refer to me as The Suburbian Truth