Motives

When I clap back, it won't be that bad
Ripping and leaving you up in a Bach Pad
Went and attacked that, they couldn't track that
Wait I'm forgetting I said it in that track
That's facts
But now I'm wanted for murder but I am unheard of
Not expecting a turn up but I will turn over
I'm paging a soldier, first time I'm caring about exposure

I'm chosen, this bro's in explosions, he's cold and he's frozen
He rolls in, the globe is revolving, he owns it, he knows it
He pulls in and shows it, uploading his motives so he goes in unloading

Planning is full proof, you let the news loose
I'll let the noose loose like Workshop
What will you do? You can choose sue
But I will choose shoot, confirmed plot
I'm riding a wave never leaving me washed out
The way that I'm feeling reminiscent of Bloodhound
Don't need a Pathfinder, I've already discovered my path to my Apex
Path to my Apex, way to my pay cheque, it is amazing
So many flavours of life I am tasting
The bread that I'm raising, graft is unchanging
I am unchaining, all of these days in
My demon like feelings are feeding my demon
Now he has a reason to be intervening
I'm reaching at Venus only then I am seeing
A reasonable reason to fall to my weakness
I'm running a race and I'm getting out paste just to smear on your face
I'm ensuring first place, do not try and evade or try innovate
You are fighting the fate of the way that I'm made
You getting locked up like you're stuck in the Matrix
Only key I know, I'm the one who is saving acting too sweet
I'll be switching to savoury
I'm amaze meal don't be thinking you can plate me

I'm chosen, this bro's in explosions, he's cold and he's frozen
He rolls in, the globe is revolving, he owns it, he knows it
He pulls in and shows it, uploading his motives so he goes in unloading

I've been working long hours producing this music
And I keep on till I tower and use it just to prove it
Writings my superpower wouldn't be wrong in assuming
These words are the blueprints that keep me still moving
Burn through these tracks like a flaming train
I can't complain I'm out here doing my thing
These words rise and they seem to be staying
Reaching new heights yet flawed the same
Breaking through the roofies
And I'm giving it to groupies and it's always looking gruesome
I am gathering the nuisance and I'm ghastly with the gluing
It's like sticking to your guts
Leaving you looking like a toilet cause I'm looking at a blue shin

These are my motives