Tom Moffet - Title Track lyrics

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Tom Moffet - Title Track lyrics

Chemicals in a lab rat, engineered to be feared, with scientist in hazmats, while it spit these battle raps n***a this the title track, what you think im rapping bout? back like shaq with a flow so wack, Yeah lets throw it back now, why these raps so apt now? Spitting rhymes to pa** the time, always flyin high cloud 9 never hurt a fly Driving down to burger fi, nvm can't eat fries or ima get fat and die Why do i let these insecurities control my life and my mind Why do i let my fears get inside my head and turn me blind Couldn't even ask a pretty girl for the time, too scared of getting teased, subliminal tendencies Render me speechless, but im in my lyrical prime, this the pivotal sign, look at this miracle child Working the spiritual grind, with an empirical mind,a catching this typical dimes, hanging w russ is good times Spittin satirical rhymes, watching with bej**eled eyes, but they can see right through em This is the story of buddha from growing up from his youth to facing the facts and the proof that he will never seem as cool As the coolest kids in the school but what in the world can he do, Other than spittin these raps and buying the shiniest shoes, Puttin some trust in his dudes to give him some company whatll he do when they fall through? Screw em What is pain in comparison to a game Reality takes away the subtleties of the fame We watch in disgust as the men become the bane Of the art but it all washes away in rain X2 What's the point of a name This is anonymous Flow is autonomous operating just for these dames Chicks say this dick is slayin Blonde pubes like I'm super saiyan Making waves like I'm driving a big yacht My head in these cloudes fighting battles I can't stop Mom and pop don't make dinner thats why i go to pans and pot Friendship is a b**h that can't be bought Good times with my rhymes but my souls lost and lungs are hot But that's my mental Green leafs like a deku Master windu couldn't k** the flow that I go into Brown sword in a yellow broad, is this the devils charm Or just a another night I'm gonna like? What's the cost to fight it Morals? damn the pricing Foreplay that sh**s exciting But the foreword has been sung before this song Going forward please sing that sh** after I'm gone Non believers believe what we see is that so wrong? God holds the sword but men are his arm Its lord of the flies except that life is the monster Making rules like nah you cannot eat that lobster You can't k** the mobster You can't Kik that hot girl But once you rebel then sh** starts to go swell Actually screw it that's sh**s wack, back to the title track What is pain in comparison to a game Reality takes away the subtleties of the fame We watch in disgust as the men become the bane Of the art but it all washes away in rain Jazzid rap