Lord No (Raw Demo Version)

I'm a bully to this rap game
Lyrically, I'm gully
Full of furious untapped rage
Wary of what's coming
Pull a Morbius, adapt fangs
Kill it dead and bloody
Cause according to this rap game
Timmy Little's running it

A savage attack on some rappers causing some havoc and flack
As they grapple the fact that my craft's infallibly, masterfully stacked
Monosyllabically, that is right where I want to be at
I'm sick when I spit it that's facts, all the rest hypochondriacs
I'm never going to settle for the upper level, fuck a mezzanine
You in the nosebleeds, me, I'm doing blow until my nose bleeds
Down in row three, of the Barclay, next to Jay Z and Beyonce
All my dark days, are what made me, until we part ways, I'll go crazy
Like a lost mind, but I lost mine, when I lost time, getting lost high
But as all the costs rise, lord no I didn't

But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't
But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't
But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't
But as all the cost rise

Lord no I didn't, my limit
Reached it's peak, ready to give in
Seeking peace, remedy living
Feel at ease, every minute
Deities watch from above
While everybody that we love
Continues to struggle enough
Like sinews we buckle and bust
I've been you, I fucked up and lost
I went through the muck that I caused
Content to stay stuck, like I'm paused
God sent me some luck to get strong
So maybe I had him all wrong
And maybe I had to go on
This journey of self-destruction
To learn me, in all my wonder
And earn me a kill for the hunt
And then turn me loose like a cunt
To render me huge in a month
By venting my mood and struggles
I'm guessing my view from the top
Is just not impressive enough
Relent the pain that I caused
And get to forgiving myself

A savage attack on some rappers causing some havoc and flack
As I grapple the fact that my craft's infallibly, masterfully stacked
And monosyllabically, that is right where I want to be at
I'm sick when I spit it that's facts, all the rest hypochondriacs
I'm never going to settle for the upper level, fuck a mezzanine
You in the nosebleeds, me, I'm doing blow until my nose bleeds
Down in row three, of the Garden, next to Spike Lee and miss Tonya
All my dark days, are what made me, until we part ways, I'll go crazy
Like a lost mind, but I lost mine, when I lost time, getting lost high
But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't

But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't
But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't
But as all the cost rise, lord no I didn't
But as all the cost rise

Lord, no I didn't, begin with
Forgiveness from the beginning
Had to give in to the sickness
Before I'd live with the symptoms
Like turning yellow like Simpsons
Observing hell from a distance
I learned to sell my existence
Wifey's like what the hell is this?
My dreams are close, they're like inches
Away from rich as T Swift is
It smells like toast in the kitchen
Cause I keep burning them biscuits
Dispersing verses ballistic
What's worse than thirst for artistic
Superiority, listen
My main priority isn't
To leave a legacy, glistening
It be my destiny, written
To free the best of me, getting
The feel of being the best MC, let me
Lead till the death of me, resting lead
Y'all won't get to me, best in breed
Call your friends because they won't believe
What's up next for me!

A savage attack on some rappers causing some havoc and flack
As I grapple the fact that my craft's infallibly, masterfully stacked
And monosyllabically, that is right where I want to be at
I'm sick when I spit it that's facts, all the rest hypochondriacs
I'm never going to settle for the upper level, fuck a mezzanine
You in the nosebleeds, me, I'm doing blow until my nose bleeds
Down in row three, of the Barclay, next to Jay Z and Beyonce
All my dark days, are what made me, until we part ways, I'll go crazy
Like a lost mind, but I lost mine, when I lost time, getting lost high
But as all the cost rise, lord knows I didn't... Lord, no I didn't