Over/Under

I feel like I'm under rated
Under appreciated that's an understatement
I don't think you understand
I'm under the influence
Don't underestimate it
I'm under a microscope
And don't know what I'm seeing
Cause I'm under educated
Mental illness is under reported
And I'm under investigation
I'm under surveillance like 24 7
I'm under God supervision
I'm under duress and I'm venting
If I spit 100 bars you'll listen
And that's why I fuck with you
Well that's one of the reasons
I swear I got hundreds of reasons
Cause you love when I do what I love to do
And you hate it when I'm under achieving
I can be hard to believe in
But under no condition will I stray from my work
I gotta pay what I'm worth
I'm under immense pressure now
I'm under the weight of the Earth
Pick up your face be alert
And don't let nothing get under your skin
I am not one to pretend
Or sweep shit up under the rug
Some shit gotta come to an end
We underprivileged with no money to spend
And reefer up under our nail
I feel like we under a spell
And can't even tell til we end up under the jail
It sound like I'm coming from hell
Well I'm under construction
A work in progress
If you understood what I understand
Then watch how I reverse the topic

Proceed with patience
Now don't be over zealous or over confident
But don't be overly concerned
Just be prepared envision your accomplishments
I'm over the limit of consciousness
I think I'm in over my head
But you can get over whatever hurdle
So don't overreact when you close to the edge
I said you gotta get over yourself sometimes
And stop over analyzing
Life is amazing and surprising
You can't even imagine when fantasizing
You just gotta start materializing
I put intangibles over a beat
Turn into a animal over my peeps
And jump over the standard to show I'm elite
I be over exerting myself
I just need a moment to focus and breathe
This how you supposed to feel
When you go into overkill just to overachieve
It gets to be over exhausting
I'm just paying for success
And I don't think you know what it's costing
Blood sweat and tears don't even amount
To the countless hours of me growing my garden
Pardon I just shot over my target
Let me get back to my aim
Talking to me we exactly the same
I act with my mind and react with my brain
Watch how I adapt to the change
You can't ignore it
You should thank the Lord for the microphone
Cause the flow I'm spitting can't be overridden
So they know it's written I'm gone write my own
In stone
Yeah
I'm gone



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffery Craig Malone
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