Until I Become Dirt

Lyrics

[Verse 1] No need to bite your tongue, what's done is done Save all the judgement for Kingdom Come Or whatever you believe in, you're exempt from The physical creation or multiplication Stuck in a bad situation I've been in the middle for a minute, I've been strugglin' I ain't gotta validate nothin' All the problems and emotions I'm jugglin' Only thing consistent hustlin' I've been on the grind like teeth in the sleep of a [?] Always dressed in anxiety, more than a menace to society The reason I еmbrace all the irony Killed all my privacy, lеft me a mess to deal with 'Cause everybody in mine All the more reason that I swing for the fences And I go hard like the first and the last time [Pre-Chorus] And when it go hard, get the feeling Like I'm feeling when I'm feeling myself (Myself) 'Cause this is my art, no apologies Here you can fuck yourself (Yourself) This is an expression and a lesson In the mind of a lunatic out here doin' it (Doin' it) Bitch, I go harder than a [?] Real life, hard times Ain't enough to stop me, no way I'm on Spend a lot of time sitting on the rug Waiting patiently waiting to take off And when I'm up there, I remember down here And the times and the struggle and the hard work I'm obsessed with the rhythm, I'm in love with the rhyme Won't stop until I become dirt [Chorus] Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) [Verse 2] For every time that I wanted to quit Because somebody told me that I wouldn't amount to shit Inside voice screaming while I bit my lip [?] face of my tongue will slip Fuck you, I was raised in hate And fuck the artificial people 'cause I can't relate See I get caught up in the middle while I'm trying to create And I don't claim to be a sinner, but I'm far from a saint Cover up my face with paint But I still rock shop if you take it away I'm not relying on a gimmick, so they call me a fake While you're supporting fake bitches for the Carnival's sake More bullshit all the time From an uninspired mind whose sales in decline So habitual like a ritual, crossing the line Now you're fucking your fans, not just the artists that you sign [Pre-Chorus] And when it go hard, get the feeling Like I'm feeling when I'm feeling myself (Myself) 'Cause this is my art, no apologies Here you can fuck yourself (Yourself) This is an expression and a lesson In the mind of a lunatic out here doin' it (Doin' it) Bitch, I go harder than a [?] Real life, hard times Ain't enough to stop me, no way I'm on Spend a lot of time sitting on the rug Waiting patiently waiting to take off And when I'm up there, I remember down here And the times and the struggle and the hard work I'm obsessed with the rhythm, I'm in love with the rhyme Won't stop until I become dirt [Chorus] Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt) Yeah, won't stop, won't stop (Won't stop until I become dirt)