No Surprise

Fuck that
Always knew it
This has never been a surprise
It's no surprise

This corona shit came, we all got to stay safe
Make this path a legend, it was the initial plan
Now the pseudo rappers stay home watching to themselves
They grab the mic and make few songs
When they just follow the trend
I've been on that shit for long
I was never bored before
It ain't gonna start today
I fed this mission day to day
Till I got nothing to play
I see them coming, asking "what's the difference man?"
When you try to find you after somebody told you to
What do you find then?
Is it you or is it just a shade you try to define of yourself?
Have you seen through the void?
Miserable mirror of your soul
Have you felt your anger?
Or harder shits taking over?
Throwing stuff
Cause you wanna push your belief to the world
Have you been through the fear of your endless failure?
Did you see the flashback?
Past that will never come back
Regrets piling through the ceiling
It ain't gonna be the last

Composing your own beat
All over, unsatisfied
Present, future, even past
Everything just feels so static
Hearing the melody, cramp in your guts
You know that's the opposite
Digging hard all towards Mars
Until time another matrix

Seen so many rappers lately
Feels like they come the new NB-Hey
They are to the rap
What a food post is to IG
No meaning, no lyrics, not even the mimics
If you want to sell bullshit
Make sure to bring at least some tities
You gonna cry to your mama
Nobody's listened my new single
When in fact, we the same
But I'm the one that will be heard
If you ain't got the last one
Guess no matter how, you got the point
Recording under a blanket
What means for you to be grinding?
No high-tech material so I got to perfect all
When you pay hundreds just to make a little single
Then pull up on your stories I'm the self-made
When you have a team and you take vacay
What should we get?
What kind of dumb punch you wanna fake? Hoe

Composing your own beat
All over, unsatisfied
Present, future, even past
Everything just feels so static
Hearing the melody, cramp in your guts
You know that's the opposite
Digging hard all towards Mars
Until time another matrix

Man, why am I doing all this?
Why am I working with those lazy asses?
I am like 5% chance it will work out
I see them crying every day
But they still stack some honey
Might even wish they lose their job
So I can study them
their reaction, find out about their mental
What a human is capable now
Millenniums ago, fighting the meat
The mirror is losing weight while I get my hopes fed
Till which point will I make it?
Or will I just lose my breathe?
My friends like "still on the same shit?"
I stay far from my bed, god damn
Don't know what I should be on or
If I got to switch up my clique

Composing your own beat
All over, unsatisfied
Present, future, even past
Everything just feels so static
Hearing the melody, cramp in your guts
You know that's the opposite
Digging hard all towards Mars
Until time another matrix

This challenge might be extreme
To make my songs before I'm gone
But don't forget some kids
Work 363 days per year to make your phone
Nobody gives a fuck
Vase is broken, water is on the ground
As long as we live good
And eat even more for the next round
No problem with that
Soon it will be the end anyway
The evil repeats that
At my shoulder every fucking day
That's why I fight the sleep
Like this minute ain't gonna be the next
That's why I figured
I am a better person when I'm stressed

The difference between me and you
I don't care about how I feel
Cause if you do
You are average
Your body, Your mind
It's just a small prison... and
I just do what I am supposed to deal with
No matter the time, no matter the day
No matter the season, rest is bullshit
So, come on that lane
Come, or sleep
Be dead already
Clock will get you
I better run now