Prolonged Hiatus

I'm so complicated
My life is a compilation
Full of common sayings
Such as you're a constant irritation
To a population
When I pop my phase
And start to pop my bubble
Full of wonder of a struggle
Of a cookie bout to crumble
Then

You gon' want to hear
How I started from the ground
Threw a seed into the dirt
And sprouted weeds out the mounds
You gon' wanna hear
How I did what what I did
Like a bird in the sky
How I flew in the wind
People gonna act like they understand my methods
I'm a different kind of weapon
But I bet you gon' forget it
Give you chills
When I fill you in
You think about the message
Never real
Until it's here
Make you think about the lesson

I
Never gave niggas reasons to hate
Maybe ways to complain
It's Azealia Banks
Rapping is just a hustle
I'm hustling through the rain
I'm rummaging through a sound
That's been fleshed out for some days
I
Got chip on my shoulder
But that nothing new
Me and underestimation
Like Jordan and flu
I get berated like daily
What's a dollar to penny
Imma keep up with Magic
Shoutout Tracy McGrady
Moving like all black SUV
Bullet proof windows
I'm sliding presidential
So when I hop people know that I'm the MVP, VIP
Bigger than the MSG
Newsworthy like NBC
Photogenic like a JPG
I'll talk later I'm just OTP
Get a LOT of USD
HMU if you really bout your REP

You gon' want to hear
How I started from the ground
Threw a seed into the dirt
And sprouted weeds out the mounds
You gon' wanna hear
How I did what what I did
Like a bird in the sky
How I flew in the wind
People gonna act like they understand my methods
I'm a different kind of weapon
But I bet you gon' forget it
Give you chills
When I fill you in
You think about the message
Never real
Until it's here
Make you think about the lesson

I'm atomic
Bombing like the stereotype of niggas who's Islamic
Step into my mind
Like a white guys and ebonics
Trying to grab the moment
Next thing that hear is Chad's new name Muhammad
Analyze my moves
You might get tripped up
Go and get up
Then fall and slip up
Problem is that people rather worry about another
Then to handle their own issues
Therapeutic struggles
Animated emotions
Get turned over
Like a omelette
Left on the fire
Burned cover
With the black edges making it smell like hard rubber
Come down to Durham that's the emanating odor
Talking all shots that call Oklahoma
Chris Paul sharper than all, hitting the quotas
Audience looking appalled
I've been a fuck up for my most of my life
Give me a beat and pass a Trojan

You gon' want to hear
How I started from the ground
Threw a seed into the dirt
And sprouted weeds out the mounds
You gon' wanna hear
How I did what what I did
Like a bird in the sky
How I flew in the wind
People gonna act like they understand my methods
I'm a different kind of weapon
But I bet you gon' forget it
Give you chills
When I fill you in
You think about the message
Never real
Until it's here
Make you think about the lesson

I'm so determined
Every part of my vertebrae
Resembling a serpent
Watch your back
Or get snatched
My cobra fangs are so potent
Venemous veins
Open
Menacing brain
Focused
I don't know what to say to the fact
That I was known as a person who never controlled any aspects of their life
Get pushed around by adversity than go through it and get tally
Point used for the coping
No sugar coating when I'm telling you that I'm not on the level that you think I'm on
I feed on negativity
Don't doubt intentions when I'm powered on the energy
Backhand conpliments
And subtleties
If I'm raising the bar
Get up from under me
And that's for underlings too
Can't be with my movement
If you not moving there with me too
I got a plan for success
I gotta reap what I choose
I wanna swim with the sharks
Learn to devour, consume
Sit on my throne
Be like king I do what they do



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Greene
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