The Rope
Talk my shit as i go
Unrelated to posts
Dont use no messages
The only way to hit me is
With a call to the phone
Aint get no offers before
Dead inside
Look me in the eyes and tell me
What the fuck we livin for
Still been pushin through these episodes of life
Until that pistol blow
Season finale
Lookin for reasons to continue growth
Characters developed
Message pretty close to perfect
Im greeted with a cliff and when i jump
I know ill miss the rope
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Still ignited
Call me the fire man
Im burnin up the papers that i wrote on in the past
Send the letters up
Cause every envelope i guarantee will have a check to cut
Aint no missin pieces for now
Scroll through my reasons not to try and i aint find too many
My seventh season in this game and i aint seen a penny
But perseverance been a part of my blood
And it get thicker once i reach the full potential i should
They see me low cant let em see me high
Cause once they notice it was all a part of everything im plannin for
Theyll envy me and shame me through the grace of god
Do you think i still deserve it
Constant fucken nights of repetition
Aint no lack of reoccurance
Cause i practice when im hurt
And i still rap when im at work
But then you tight cause you still sittin in the dirt
Cmon now you shouldnt hate on everything you wish you could be
Im in the drivers seat and nobody could drive it like me
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Still been pushin hard for my own territory
Born to be a king but clearly royalty aint mean a thing to anyone
I fight for what i know i could control
And if i cant control it
I say fuck it
Theres no more wasting energy
But writin shit like this could make it feel like demons enter me
This shit aint a persona
Its been real im makin enemies
And as i go im learnin that
There is a truth to destiny
I know i got a fate and if theres prophecies
I know im gon fulfill em
Scared for when i die and i meet god he tells me
This is what you coulda been
And you didnt fulfill it
On the edge of every moral i create for myself
Tryna reveal what i been doin in the shadows so far
But if the shadows what we turn our back on
How do we learn from it
We sneaky thats the nature that we born into
We grow from it
Ignorance is bliss until
It fucks up what you know of it
Undeveloped trust
Thats in my mind and i cant roll with it
Im feelin like my spine is gettin old
The way i carry round my ego its
Inflated like a bubble i cant pop
Blow my head up when i write
Aint never runnin outta thoughts
Cause im questioning myself
On every choice that i dont got
What do i do when time is of the essence
I know im young but that shit only lasts a little while
Till your age sends you a message
And your death is waiting patiently
Against it
Feelin crazy cause the pages are my weapon
Cmon man
Unrelated to posts
Dont use no messages
The only way to hit me is
With a call to the phone
Aint get no offers before
Dead inside
Look me in the eyes and tell me
What the fuck we livin for
Still been pushin through these episodes of life
Until that pistol blow
Season finale
Lookin for reasons to continue growth
Characters developed
Message pretty close to perfect
Im greeted with a cliff and when i jump
I know ill miss the rope
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Still ignited
Call me the fire man
Im burnin up the papers that i wrote on in the past
Send the letters up
Cause every envelope i guarantee will have a check to cut
Aint no missin pieces for now
Scroll through my reasons not to try and i aint find too many
My seventh season in this game and i aint seen a penny
But perseverance been a part of my blood
And it get thicker once i reach the full potential i should
They see me low cant let em see me high
Cause once they notice it was all a part of everything im plannin for
Theyll envy me and shame me through the grace of god
Do you think i still deserve it
Constant fucken nights of repetition
Aint no lack of reoccurance
Cause i practice when im hurt
And i still rap when im at work
But then you tight cause you still sittin in the dirt
Cmon now you shouldnt hate on everything you wish you could be
Im in the drivers seat and nobody could drive it like me
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope
Yeah
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Said i missed the rope when i jumped off
Still been pushin hard for my own territory
Born to be a king but clearly royalty aint mean a thing to anyone
I fight for what i know i could control
And if i cant control it
I say fuck it
Theres no more wasting energy
But writin shit like this could make it feel like demons enter me
This shit aint a persona
Its been real im makin enemies
And as i go im learnin that
There is a truth to destiny
I know i got a fate and if theres prophecies
I know im gon fulfill em
Scared for when i die and i meet god he tells me
This is what you coulda been
And you didnt fulfill it
On the edge of every moral i create for myself
Tryna reveal what i been doin in the shadows so far
But if the shadows what we turn our back on
How do we learn from it
We sneaky thats the nature that we born into
We grow from it
Ignorance is bliss until
It fucks up what you know of it
Undeveloped trust
Thats in my mind and i cant roll with it
Im feelin like my spine is gettin old
The way i carry round my ego its
Inflated like a bubble i cant pop
Blow my head up when i write
Aint never runnin outta thoughts
Cause im questioning myself
On every choice that i dont got
What do i do when time is of the essence
I know im young but that shit only lasts a little while
Till your age sends you a message
And your death is waiting patiently
Against it
Feelin crazy cause the pages are my weapon
Cmon man
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Writer(s): Samuel Isakov
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