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the end

let’s jump in straight to this rap cr-p

not mainstream, not even backpack

not drug deal rap though i talk smack

not drug deal rap so what’s the crack?

that most of rap gets downloaded illegally

so i pay for it cause thats how much it means to me

other things abused online just as equally

i’m not saying people should act all regally

just reasoning for sh-t should-be spread more evenly

so it’s time to spit these rhymes that i kick

cause i don’t want to see more one more d-ck

one more pr-ck which makes me feel sick

this one hit to stop all of it

giving lip because i’m protected

with being anonymous i won’t ever quit

when i spit these wounds i inflict

cause i got the propensity to withstand the obscenity

but i use plenty like raps enemy

trying to cause a legacy, eventhough no ones letting me

no one willing to bet on me, on my heresy

they don’t understand or are consumed by jealousy

they just don’t believe i’ll go down in history

so people call me names, so i leave the game

say im a waste of sp-ce like a vacancy

call me lame, that i’m a dame want to end my reign and to end my tenancy

i’m not the same i’m just a pain and i’m falling off like leprosy

call me plain and ask if i’m insane

trying to intimidate me, that’s living dangerously

i only really just started rapping

fed up of the broken hearted rapping

and fed up of all these gaters snapping

so i’m trying to get all these haters clapping

some people would think that would never happen

but i’m k!lling these beats i got my lazer zapping

my lyrics got my fans and haters overlapping

so i’m stealing the game like i’m kidnapping

if i said it all before i’ll be just recapping

i’ve unleashed my gift, i should call it unwrapping

cause your listening to me like you’re wiretapping

in the way of my goal ill leave you flapping

im plotting this out i’ve already started mapping

and im not scared to take it down to scr-pping

because me and my dogs have already started yapping

not a rap god yet but im probably a rap king

to busy trying to be something that i’m not

but i don’t know what i am, or maybe i forgot

and if the fame causes me to change

well good i don’t like who i am anyway

feeling like i’ve been left in the dark

like a homeless man on a bench in a park

need that light trying to find a spark

the shocking part to restart my heart

words paint pictures but do they count as art

still considered good if they don’t chart

with my mouth like a shark

head like tony stark

on this journey though rap i disembark

im a super man you should call me clark

except when i make a dumb remark

my beautiful voice i should just sing like a lark

but when it comes out my mouth it sounds more like a fart

but i’m just playing this game boy

playing it like a game boy

stop calling me a g-y boy

only g-y i have in me is g-y joy

don’t be so cynical, saying i’m a lyrical criminal

let’s be honest i’m more of a digital miracle

who’s no where near his priliminal pinical

my style original but you’d probably call it irritable

yea, just spitting like dribble

spitting some riddles

my flow so violent

spit words so fast like a flash of an eyelid

flash past your iris, spit fire so hot

for my new sh-t im dropping a log

yea im cutting these leaves, chopping these trees

you still can’t see me even though theres no mist or fog

im so far in the lead, ahead to extremes

but baby im ready for the hard slog

k!lling rappers but enough about that because now i’m feeling like a rap god…

so i’m..

emulating eminem

to show i got the sk!ll like him

though i’m not from mish-gan

to show i am the best of men

use my tongue like a lesbian

you know what’s gonna happen then

spit these word which came from my pen

spit so hard i should call it phlem

motor mouth not pedestrian

eloquently like-a thespian

get on your knees and say amen

pray to me for the sake of them

my heart is where these lyrics stem

but formed together in my head

i should have left them there instead

unleash them and leave these rappers dead

surprised they all haven’t just fled

need to be careful where i tred

cause im the threat they haven’t met

or at least they haven’t met yet

and if this is the last thyme i ever spit

i just wanted to tell you all this…

if you have a talent you might as well show it

cause i’ve always felt like a poet so i hope now you all know it

outro (spoken)

thank you all for listening to the album

and even though i made it for me i hope you all enjoyed it

- hezza t

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