English 9 (Enriched)
I bring people together
Like Minaj No Niki
I'm strung out like a broke guitar
Not jiggy
I got all these rhymes
But still not biggie
Everybody hateing but still don't hit me
Lately been feeling like an egg
Layered
Easy to creak
When you attack
With that mediocrity Philosophy
You really think your Socrates
Or Plato
When you red as a tomato
Go around like tornados
Eating good with alfredo
Cause you know we boujee
You include me in your top ten rappers
We heading for the rafters after the aftermath disaster
I plaster on the wall the greats
Hoping they're not fake
And grab a plate
And eat off their success
You got to move in this game of chess
I feel that were blessed
Always under some stress
But the stress is the best
When It ends in success
I go round by round
I'm a boxer in this game
So I go pound by pound
Sweat drippin
Lyrics whipin
All you guys into shape
My pens the son of sam
And I'm big poppa
My pens gonna drop ya
So many bodies like a Tarantino movie
They strip me down to my socks
But I'm still a lyrical miracle
In my interior
Never posterior
To these rappers
I'm ahead
Frontal lobe
So you know I'm thing faster
And like rock
I'm ahead of state
New York state of mind
Always in my Mind
As I rhyme
Can't control the time
If I could I'd go backward
I'd kill a mockingbird
If I gave me freedom
It's a cold world
And I'm here to heat em
Never deceive em
I'm an open book
You can read my pages
But ya'll never gauge
What I say
Just I know I get paid
When I lay awake
I think what I could do to get a higher level
A higher learning
Never swerving off the tracks
And heading back
To the start
I just spark
New ideas and hope its flames
That maintains my living wage
Never the same when I'm on a break
I'm like a shark
I can't stop movin
I'm always pursuing the impossible
Mission impossible
I'm tom cruise
Crusin on a beat
Down the street
Bustas speak their Busta rhymes
Thinking that their flip mo squad
Goin hard
But Broke
Like a broke down car
I'm always against the odds
Because I'm the odd one out
I sprout out
Cause I'm seeded in deep roots
I always shoot for the top
Never get off
Like cheeto dust
I'm scratched like a vinyl
May never go viral
But I hope I don't go into a deep spiral
Like a thrown ball
But I'm a patriot
So I might be deflated
But a least we made it
At least we made it
Like Minaj No Niki
I'm strung out like a broke guitar
Not jiggy
I got all these rhymes
But still not biggie
Everybody hateing but still don't hit me
Lately been feeling like an egg
Layered
Easy to creak
When you attack
With that mediocrity Philosophy
You really think your Socrates
Or Plato
When you red as a tomato
Go around like tornados
Eating good with alfredo
Cause you know we boujee
You include me in your top ten rappers
We heading for the rafters after the aftermath disaster
I plaster on the wall the greats
Hoping they're not fake
And grab a plate
And eat off their success
You got to move in this game of chess
I feel that were blessed
Always under some stress
But the stress is the best
When It ends in success
I go round by round
I'm a boxer in this game
So I go pound by pound
Sweat drippin
Lyrics whipin
All you guys into shape
My pens the son of sam
And I'm big poppa
My pens gonna drop ya
So many bodies like a Tarantino movie
They strip me down to my socks
But I'm still a lyrical miracle
In my interior
Never posterior
To these rappers
I'm ahead
Frontal lobe
So you know I'm thing faster
And like rock
I'm ahead of state
New York state of mind
Always in my Mind
As I rhyme
Can't control the time
If I could I'd go backward
I'd kill a mockingbird
If I gave me freedom
It's a cold world
And I'm here to heat em
Never deceive em
I'm an open book
You can read my pages
But ya'll never gauge
What I say
Just I know I get paid
When I lay awake
I think what I could do to get a higher level
A higher learning
Never swerving off the tracks
And heading back
To the start
I just spark
New ideas and hope its flames
That maintains my living wage
Never the same when I'm on a break
I'm like a shark
I can't stop movin
I'm always pursuing the impossible
Mission impossible
I'm tom cruise
Crusin on a beat
Down the street
Bustas speak their Busta rhymes
Thinking that their flip mo squad
Goin hard
But Broke
Like a broke down car
I'm always against the odds
Because I'm the odd one out
I sprout out
Cause I'm seeded in deep roots
I always shoot for the top
Never get off
Like cheeto dust
I'm scratched like a vinyl
May never go viral
But I hope I don't go into a deep spiral
Like a thrown ball
But I'm a patriot
So I might be deflated
But a least we made it
At least we made it
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Queener Jr
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