Tight Rope (feat. eli froze!)

Real rap
I was birthed as bastard
Yea My trauma and my mama
Make a mix for disaster
Showin' real ambition
She don't know what I'm after
Guess its only fitting
That I spit like them rappers
I got keep it honest
I ain't playing the actor
Couldn't wait to ask em
Now I'm strayin' from answers
Man with the supply
Might be charged with the crime
Righteous with the rhymes
Gettin' burnt for my time
Money like manure does no good till its spread
Banking on the chances that we spend till we dead
Blood sweat tears
From the liquor we shed
Something bout the future
Made it easy to live
Once i lost a lot
It made it easy to give

Please believe me
I done felt a couple things
My wings spread free
Feeling lighter ever since I was cutting it dread free
Head free right now
Now hold tight or you'll be falling 100 feet right up under the ground
The skyline
I can see a couple places horizon forever vacant
Like agents making some placements
It's falling into my lap
Like coffee hot as a cap
On the oven burner in fact
Or stove top I might drop
See my optic and vision
It's right up under precision
Written my poems and decisions
Stuck in my mind it's a prison
At times
I mean I'm dripping divine
My omnipresent disposition leave em wiggling at times
The tip of the climb
Iceberg got em slipping and sliding
Ripples collide
A catalyst for ripping the stage
Like Riggles's mind
I may be cool again but really give it some time
I gotta work until it's hurting to rhyme
It's Riud