Ully - Lonely Writer lyrics

The lonely writer The only viper in a room of spiders Spraying venom from my pen Then pick a spot I use to snipe her The game that is, created it like my name was Tyler Wait, take it back like the Furious Five or Grandmaster Flash scratching at the purest vinyl These dirty words bury cyphers Turn idols into Miley Cyrus I'm like a virus, you Con Air, I mine for Midas They're hyphey, I am lightspeed I hurry through miles They're interns and I'm Fishburne with the Furious Styles Turning circles into spheres, three-dimensional Leave conventional at the door with the key to regular See the pendulum Swing back in the ring and beat competitors This ball of mercury is worth the heat to reach the temperature I need to make changes And shape veins with my own artistry Hit every known target When I flow arteries so remarkably With a blood flow like this no wonder why it's hard to sleep On any regular schedule My pen's a vessel that might start to leak .... Words were like numbers when I wrote them on the white pad The scribe scrambling not apt to kick a freebie Back in my younger days I wanted to be the white Shad All I'm concerned about now is being the me, me Easier said than done, In my head I've already won Jumped the gun in anticipation of what? If there was a gun to my head What am I to do, run? The sum of all fears All tears dried by the sun It's unreal like SonReal when it lights up my visage Taking pictures when I rap, call me the spitting image I'm sure the keys to change are jangling in my brain Charlie Bucket with his golden ticket dancing in the rain Never giving the keys to the everlasting gobstopper But give a f** if I'm on god's roster I do odd jobs for Foster parents of creativity who are really free The third person to turn in his version of the trilogy Spurning the hurt, pushing it to the limit, he Turned his favourite number sideways And saw infinity Infinity Finity