Let Em Cook (feat. Micwise)

I remember where it all started
Being eleven, twelve years old
That day my life changed, it changed forever
I know it started as a hobby
But I vowed to make it more
To make it my identity

Motivated to a fault
Straight to my goals I'm treating the game like it's a sport
Challenges encountered every day, but then I fought
So hard to overcome, made it an assault
Against the hurdles my mind state is giving off
An energy that can't be tamed, I'm never soft
Built for this when I'm taking me a loss
I use it as a lesson, it's true that it's a blessing
Doing this profession is very grueling, but I'm destined
To be in a position where my rule isn't questioned
When facing my challengers my mood is aggression
To reach my caliber and do it to perfection
The way I do it dude it's an obsession
You must have and move with an intention
To prove that your ascension
Is not a fluke or an exception or a use of some connections

To make it my purpose
To make it my life
My art, my expression
Cutting through the charts like a knife
I'll keep pushing forward relentlessly with all my might

To be side by side with the greats
Is all I ever wished for, I instigate
Challenges to myself, wise innovates
With rhymes I create, every line illustrates
The fact that my mind's in a state
Of perpetual competition, my climb is a race
To the top spot meant for me and the recipe
I'm cheffin', be the only thing on my dinner plate
Got no time for petty distractions
Tunnel vision, no time for plenty of passions
No time to sit still, just ready for action
My setbacks don't expect it to get me compassion
On a mission to prove wrong any detraction
So far I've defeated every enemy, ask 'em
I readily passed 'em
And though I'm underground skill-wise, best believe I'm already platinum

Music gives my life meaning
It's my guiding light
So I'll keep fighting with all of my soul and heart

My ongoing revolution need televised
All they show is a bunch of fakes telling lies
The sheep who asleep stay mesmerized
The powers that be they mess with eyes
'Cause it's all an illusion
Causing confusion to y'all and I'm losing
Patience for real so they force my intrusion
Into the doors to thwart the collusion
That's going on at the top
To silence the real they force us to stop
Force us to drop off of the spot
We've rightfully earned, thank the Lord you could not
Shut us up for good, we way too strong
We've been built to survive for way too long
Me and Darshan walk the same path
It adds up, we work together, it's the same math

Tell 'em to shoot to kill
Tell 'em to shoot to kill
Tell 'em to shoot to kill

It's more than just a fucking hobby
You know I hate that fucking word
It's like a curse that all the lazy people use
For doing shit they never actually made time to pursue
Let him cook
Let him cook now
Let him cook
I said let him cook

They never made time to make their passion their whole identity
And ofcourse I don't mean everybody, but you know who you are
Feeling so misunderstood
It's the very people you care so much about
Its the very people
I said let him cook
That don't understand what you want to do
It's a fucking hobby
They don't understand what you want to do
It's a fucking hobby
I said let him cook
Hey nu herhaal ik shit gewoon
Yeah, okay nevermind



Credits
Writer(s): Micwise Anthony
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