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ruse (rap) - yonkers lyrics
[verse 1]
you’re listenin to wyatt chipman, the high edition
i have risen, just did a line. i’m supplyin writtens
burnin bridges and, uh, barrin the exits
the compet-tion’s locked in like convicts stocked in a prison
my conviction’s to convince em, toss me in with em
cause like a magician, i turn the opposition into victims
with compositions. so positive about it, i got the cops suspicious
i’m optimistic but the problem is my noggin isn’t
cop a clinician, cause i’ve been on a mission to
drop bombs on these p-ssants and right hooks in addition
leave em so shook, it’ll cause a continental drift and
geometricians’ll get p-ssed and i’ll just sit and laugh like, “ha, not my problem, is it?”
[verse 2]
think i’m finished? i ain’t close, just gettin started
if you don’t think i’m somethin special, you’re just straight r-t-rded
let’s make a bargain, i’ll be a peaceful jerk
if you agree that i’m an artist and you’re a piece of work
think you’re hard? you got it backwards like bees and birds
i’ll bang ya up and then bang your mom so you’re reimbursed
it wouldn’t be the first time. we’ve done a lot to say
the least but she’s mad at me. last time i forgot to pay
i’m actually not okay. i just pocket the pain
cause i don’t got a thing to complain about. i was made this way
naturally depressed but happily upset
i’m a walkin paradox peerin off the frickin edge
still suicidal? i am
i’m wyatt, somebody put a giant hole in my head
if you could see my thoughts, you’d see i’m better off dead
someone fill this void with lead
you’re turnin heads. i’m snappin necks; listeners are m-s-ch-sts
no words to describe what happens next; not an adjective
i don’t care if i am mean. the ends justify the means
hate a d-ck but love privacy. oh, my hypocrisy
i need a lobotomy. idolize the god in me
till he gets taken out and i start rappin bout some house party
maybe rap’ll count on me if i just join that flock of sheep
they all put hip hop to sleep. i am it’s wet dream
[verse 3]
i’ll become a p-rnstar just for the f-ck of it
and find a couple chicks with four golden arches; i’m lovin it
wait, no. what am i sayin? i know i hate those
rappers on the radio talkin bout how they bang hoes
but they the ones with the great payroll. maybe i should change the flow
deflate the wordplay, inflate my ego, and
rap about makin dough. maybe then the fanbase’ll grow
but that just ain’t me though. i guess i’ll never make it, no
screw it. h-ll, if i did, i’d ruin it for myself
in interviews, they’d realize i’m stupid
my only talent is music. other than that, i’m useless
but n0body seems to give a d-mn when i release some new sh-t
afraid i can only do this privately, not live. ya see
i always get the shakes and a bad case of anxiety
i ain’t in this for the fame or the wealth
i just want someone to love cause i hate myself
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