Medicine
In a toxic world full of hatred, injustice and negativity
Our minds seek shelter from the poison around us
The antidote we seek is found
In the power of music
See this is what my life is all about
I hit the stage and then I draw a crowd
I'm going in and I ain't calming down
Put ya mother fucking arms up - now
I got a mad mind
When I craft lines
At night
Jot down what I see
And devour the beat
Every time I hit a flatline
Cuz it brightens up my day like a flashlight
When I'm making a song for you ass-wipes
Never doubted my dream
That i'm bound to achieve
Give it all I got for the rap life - like
If they piss me off then imma call em out
You ain't saying much you just talking loud
If you think you're above me you're falling down
You better keep your feet on solid ground
I know that I'm dope but I'm broke though
But selling my soul's a no-go
Stay true to myself
I could use someone's help
I think that I'm going loco
Put the rap game in a choke hold
My competition got no flow
Just give it up and stop - Back to slow mo
I know my brain is sick but the pen is my potion
I set it in motion when it feels like my head is exploding
They say hip hop is dead and you know it
But I never give up - instead I'm devoted
Till one of my records are golden
And I'm wrecking the show biz
My style is hella ferocious
But will I ever get noticed?
The industry's pathetic and hopeless
No respect for a poet
Soooo imma roast it
Somebody tell me who's stopping me?
You can not compete I'm on a rampage
I kill em on the mic when they drop the beat and bitch I'll take your fanbase
And I can't wait
To kick you off of that damn stage
All I wanna do is be in the spotlight until the mother fucking lamp breaks
Because I love it
I'm keeping it raw and rugged
On all the records that I publish
Invest every dime I have and blow my budget, fuck it
Ya lacking originality ya just another puppet
Stop talking about the money homie c'mon change the subject
See this is what my life is all about
I hit the stage and then I draw a crowd
I'm going in and I ain't calming down
Put your mother fucking arms up, now
Our minds seek shelter from the poison around us
The antidote we seek is found
In the power of music
See this is what my life is all about
I hit the stage and then I draw a crowd
I'm going in and I ain't calming down
Put ya mother fucking arms up - now
I got a mad mind
When I craft lines
At night
Jot down what I see
And devour the beat
Every time I hit a flatline
Cuz it brightens up my day like a flashlight
When I'm making a song for you ass-wipes
Never doubted my dream
That i'm bound to achieve
Give it all I got for the rap life - like
If they piss me off then imma call em out
You ain't saying much you just talking loud
If you think you're above me you're falling down
You better keep your feet on solid ground
I know that I'm dope but I'm broke though
But selling my soul's a no-go
Stay true to myself
I could use someone's help
I think that I'm going loco
Put the rap game in a choke hold
My competition got no flow
Just give it up and stop - Back to slow mo
I know my brain is sick but the pen is my potion
I set it in motion when it feels like my head is exploding
They say hip hop is dead and you know it
But I never give up - instead I'm devoted
Till one of my records are golden
And I'm wrecking the show biz
My style is hella ferocious
But will I ever get noticed?
The industry's pathetic and hopeless
No respect for a poet
Soooo imma roast it
Somebody tell me who's stopping me?
You can not compete I'm on a rampage
I kill em on the mic when they drop the beat and bitch I'll take your fanbase
And I can't wait
To kick you off of that damn stage
All I wanna do is be in the spotlight until the mother fucking lamp breaks
Because I love it
I'm keeping it raw and rugged
On all the records that I publish
Invest every dime I have and blow my budget, fuck it
Ya lacking originality ya just another puppet
Stop talking about the money homie c'mon change the subject
See this is what my life is all about
I hit the stage and then I draw a crowd
I'm going in and I ain't calming down
Put your mother fucking arms up, now
Credits
Writer(s): Nico Dominguez
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