My Moment
This is my moment
I'm slapping the clip in and cocking it back
And pulling the trigger all in one motion
I'm mad with ambition, and I'm on a path
I'm still a killer bitch this is me growing
I was chosen
I had to cope with this to admit I was hopeless and broken
I do my own shit, I'll never fold
Bitch you should know I'm a devil with motives
Like a flower bitch I'm gonna blossom
And I spring forward but don't die in the autumn
I am a god and I'll walk through the Garden of Eden
My heart is not beating how in the hell
Don't I have a pulse but somehow I'm standing here breathing
Gone off the deep end, my families not grieving
They've finally got peace of mind
I've become demonized
Give you a piece of mine
I got a feeling I'm finally coming to grips
The way my hands are on my balls and my dick
I want all of this shit, I work hard for this shit
I work hard till I'm sick
I'm grabbing my stomach, dry heaving, and coughing
The wounds are still bleeding the blood is not clotting
All of me rude and I walk so demonic
When I'm in the booth the violence nonstopping
Do what I do and I do it psychotic
And I want the truth and won't stop till I got it
Chaotic
Maybe I should pray on it
Maybe I should lay off and
Try to get myself focused again
Turn myself to a surgeon when holding the pen
The notebooks the patient I'm opening it
I'm fucked up, I'm crazy, I'm loco again
I been waiting on this chance all my life
The devil asked, "you wanna dance?" I said I might
He said put your heart and soul through the mic
He said, "how's it feel to be immortalized?" I said
This is my moment
And no matter what I'll never let it go
Bitch I was chosen
All I ever needed was a chance to grow
Locked and I'm loaded
Stacked with ammunition pointed at your throat
This is my moment
Blood spilled in every sentence that I wrote
This is my moment
Make em' go click clack click clack
Pull that shit back
Bitch I don't miss hit the mark and explode on impact
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
I'm the resurrection of the last selection
I'm the past and present
With a mad inflection from my adolescence
Had to brag to get it, but don't have to mention
I'm just that impressive
Been fucked over too many times
If I give into this who am I
To me, this is do or die
Not submitting to suicide, bitch I'm just too alive
I've got the fuel and I'll say
Whatever I want to whoever I want with no fear to be crucified
You talk shit and hand out all your opinions but I don't give a fuck if I'm scrutinized
You aren't offending me, no one defending me
You are the enemy, I am the centerpiece
Pushing my limits of lyricism while my peers and competition's lacking ambition
I'll be challenging physics and battling bitches
You'll be doubting my rhythm
I'll be counting my millions and housing my victims
Dousing my image in lighter fluid till it sparks up and mimics my face
You better believe I am the truth
Growing pains got me going through the roof
All of my veins deep with blood flowing through
This is my moment
And no matter what I'll never let it go
Bitch I was chosen
All I ever needed was a chance to grow
Locked and I'm loaded
Stacked with ammunition pointed at your throat
This is my moment
Blood spilled in every sentence that I wrote
This is my moment
Make em' go click clack click clack
Pull that shit back
Bitch I don't miss, hit the mark, and explode on impact
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
I'm slapping the clip in and cocking it back
And pulling the trigger all in one motion
I'm mad with ambition, and I'm on a path
I'm still a killer bitch this is me growing
I was chosen
I had to cope with this to admit I was hopeless and broken
I do my own shit, I'll never fold
Bitch you should know I'm a devil with motives
Like a flower bitch I'm gonna blossom
And I spring forward but don't die in the autumn
I am a god and I'll walk through the Garden of Eden
My heart is not beating how in the hell
Don't I have a pulse but somehow I'm standing here breathing
Gone off the deep end, my families not grieving
They've finally got peace of mind
I've become demonized
Give you a piece of mine
I got a feeling I'm finally coming to grips
The way my hands are on my balls and my dick
I want all of this shit, I work hard for this shit
I work hard till I'm sick
I'm grabbing my stomach, dry heaving, and coughing
The wounds are still bleeding the blood is not clotting
All of me rude and I walk so demonic
When I'm in the booth the violence nonstopping
Do what I do and I do it psychotic
And I want the truth and won't stop till I got it
Chaotic
Maybe I should pray on it
Maybe I should lay off and
Try to get myself focused again
Turn myself to a surgeon when holding the pen
The notebooks the patient I'm opening it
I'm fucked up, I'm crazy, I'm loco again
I been waiting on this chance all my life
The devil asked, "you wanna dance?" I said I might
He said put your heart and soul through the mic
He said, "how's it feel to be immortalized?" I said
This is my moment
And no matter what I'll never let it go
Bitch I was chosen
All I ever needed was a chance to grow
Locked and I'm loaded
Stacked with ammunition pointed at your throat
This is my moment
Blood spilled in every sentence that I wrote
This is my moment
Make em' go click clack click clack
Pull that shit back
Bitch I don't miss hit the mark and explode on impact
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
I'm the resurrection of the last selection
I'm the past and present
With a mad inflection from my adolescence
Had to brag to get it, but don't have to mention
I'm just that impressive
Been fucked over too many times
If I give into this who am I
To me, this is do or die
Not submitting to suicide, bitch I'm just too alive
I've got the fuel and I'll say
Whatever I want to whoever I want with no fear to be crucified
You talk shit and hand out all your opinions but I don't give a fuck if I'm scrutinized
You aren't offending me, no one defending me
You are the enemy, I am the centerpiece
Pushing my limits of lyricism while my peers and competition's lacking ambition
I'll be challenging physics and battling bitches
You'll be doubting my rhythm
I'll be counting my millions and housing my victims
Dousing my image in lighter fluid till it sparks up and mimics my face
You better believe I am the truth
Growing pains got me going through the roof
All of my veins deep with blood flowing through
This is my moment
And no matter what I'll never let it go
Bitch I was chosen
All I ever needed was a chance to grow
Locked and I'm loaded
Stacked with ammunition pointed at your throat
This is my moment
Blood spilled in every sentence that I wrote
This is my moment
Make em' go click clack click clack
Pull that shit back
Bitch I don't miss, hit the mark, and explode on impact
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
This is my moment, my moment, my moment
Credits
Writer(s): Brock Simpson
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