A Beautiful Life
Cuz when I grip the the mic I be Shining
It's a different kind of vibe its Impossible to find
If tonight you feel alive
Put your hands to the sky
Cuz it's a beautiful life and I'm just Glad your inside it
From the back to the front
Every woman man jump
It dont matter if your high rolling Geeked out drunk
I didnt really come to chill came to Freestyle punk's
Thinking that they rock a crowd
Couldn't roll with my punch
Line em up any rapper that you
Want me to munch
They barely lunch
Wouldn't waste the precious air in My lungs
Prepare to run
When I walk in
The spot gets to dropping hands
Fists pumping like its Saturday night Boxing
Billionaire Martian bruce Wayne Clark Kent
Ask me how I'm feeling I am Superman's
Arm flexed
It's a dark knight, Gotham lit like a Torch wick
When I hit the stage they amazed by My performance
Suggest you pay Attention only thing You can afford when
Ever I give my 2 cents it changes you By morning
Seeing through the fakes like I'm Peeking through a door screen
It's a sure thing I'm the realest ever Foreseen
Cuz when I grip the the mic I be Shining
It's a different kind of vibe its Impossible to find
If tonight you feel alive
Put your hands to the sky
Cuz it's a beautiful life and I'm just Glad your inside it
I do it for the outcasts, middle class House dads
Senior citizens, illegal immigrant
Spouse, and
Anyone that's never been accepted By They own fam
See me as your brother someone you Can trust just know that
Every time the mic is in possession
Stress is venting cant suppress it
Out the question to be pleasant
What the f is
Going on
Why ya palms not towards the Ceiling
You been rocking with the hardest Bars are therapeutic healing
Who revealing truth spewing flow Smoother than wet cement
Hard as keeping 3 kids fed when they Can not even speak yet
This the thing I think that keeps me From just leaping off the deep end
If I say I'm next then dont expect me To play defense
I been killing yall and haven't even Went and reached my peak yet
I'm a beacon shining blinding solar Flare leave you blinking
I'm just inking words are heat Seeking missiles when I speak em
Fit the sneakers urine trouble like you Pissing on the speakers
Cuz when I grip the the mic I be Shining
It's a different kind of vibe its Impossible to find
If tonight you feel alive
Put your hands to the sky
Cuz it's a beautiful life and I'm just Glad your inside it
It's a different kind of vibe its Impossible to find
If tonight you feel alive
Put your hands to the sky
Cuz it's a beautiful life and I'm just Glad your inside it
From the back to the front
Every woman man jump
It dont matter if your high rolling Geeked out drunk
I didnt really come to chill came to Freestyle punk's
Thinking that they rock a crowd
Couldn't roll with my punch
Line em up any rapper that you
Want me to munch
They barely lunch
Wouldn't waste the precious air in My lungs
Prepare to run
When I walk in
The spot gets to dropping hands
Fists pumping like its Saturday night Boxing
Billionaire Martian bruce Wayne Clark Kent
Ask me how I'm feeling I am Superman's
Arm flexed
It's a dark knight, Gotham lit like a Torch wick
When I hit the stage they amazed by My performance
Suggest you pay Attention only thing You can afford when
Ever I give my 2 cents it changes you By morning
Seeing through the fakes like I'm Peeking through a door screen
It's a sure thing I'm the realest ever Foreseen
Cuz when I grip the the mic I be Shining
It's a different kind of vibe its Impossible to find
If tonight you feel alive
Put your hands to the sky
Cuz it's a beautiful life and I'm just Glad your inside it
I do it for the outcasts, middle class House dads
Senior citizens, illegal immigrant
Spouse, and
Anyone that's never been accepted By They own fam
See me as your brother someone you Can trust just know that
Every time the mic is in possession
Stress is venting cant suppress it
Out the question to be pleasant
What the f is
Going on
Why ya palms not towards the Ceiling
You been rocking with the hardest Bars are therapeutic healing
Who revealing truth spewing flow Smoother than wet cement
Hard as keeping 3 kids fed when they Can not even speak yet
This the thing I think that keeps me From just leaping off the deep end
If I say I'm next then dont expect me To play defense
I been killing yall and haven't even Went and reached my peak yet
I'm a beacon shining blinding solar Flare leave you blinking
I'm just inking words are heat Seeking missiles when I speak em
Fit the sneakers urine trouble like you Pissing on the speakers
Cuz when I grip the the mic I be Shining
It's a different kind of vibe its Impossible to find
If tonight you feel alive
Put your hands to the sky
Cuz it's a beautiful life and I'm just Glad your inside it
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Writer(s): Edwin Mendez
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