Perspective

Yo
Zastron City-born lyricist (I'm the King in this)
But you know that, well, it's still worth mentioning
People just take you for granted
Like SASSA ain't there for your own benefits
Black Speeder Razor, why you doing this? (Why?)
Spitting on a 808 beat
Last time you said "That ain't me!"
Look at you now, you're feeling it (Really, my nigga?)
Damn nigga, "A Man of Your Word"
Now you be breaking it
I don't understand you, man (I don't get you)
But I understand that you are human
You see what I did too? (You see that)
Who's rapping this song? Is it Me or You? (Who is it?)
Maybe that's Me and You (Maybe that's Us)
Maybe that Me is You
Back and forth thing
Look in the mirror, I just do what I do
Easily put: This guy makes a move when I move (He does)
When it comes to girls though (What is it?)
Bro is a quiet dude (He's quiet)
Ask me how I know (How do you know?)
Cause I am in his shoes (Really?)
You tryna be judging me
Suddenly, underground, that's where you live on
As a skeleton dead
It is funny how I'll be nailing your coffin with the hammer
That you tried to use when you wanna bring silence in court
(You's a judge)
I thought of removing that line (I thought about it)
Man, I didn't think it be-long
Going on though
Spitting some flows that I ain't never did before
Going solo, that has been me
Vertebrae got me standing up on my own
I don't need nobody else and I'm grown
Turning the heat up on verses, I'm stove
Sober since birth, I will never be stoned
Like throwing a rock on the head of a foe
Killing 'em, and I victimize them
Victim eyes, I'm the last one they see (They see me)
Catch a breath as I breathe
They will never do that in the sea (They don't do that)
(Why?) Cause niggas ain't me (Huh uh)
Think I'll be charging a feature a fee
Gotta make a plan as a man so you eat
Nothing will ever be free (Everything's for sale, bro)
Yeah, look
Nothing will ever be free in life
You'll never be stopping me, green light
These popular niggas, they spit like this (This how they spit)
Talking 'bout nothing, you're giving them money, like "I like this"
Leaving us broke, like it ain't cool talking 'bout real life shit
So sad how we came from the same place
But I understand, we ain't got the same taste (No, we don't)
I can't force you to hear something that you don't like
(I don't do that)
To each his own
My niggas once said "Rap is a game" (Word to my niggas)
Let me just play, still remain in my own lane
I be rapping 'bout this life
I be sounding so funny sometimes
Talking like "Niggas will bleed every second, they will sophomore"
Earlier on, I was talking to me, that's a monologue
Might have spat on a beat like this before, or paralogues
You'll never know 'til you go through my whole catalogue
Razor