Intro

Lyrics

Verse 1[Cerberus] I'm out of my mind Lemme portray my thoughts Coming off with this intro Showing all of my skills like a sneaky de vito A deep beginning with food for thought on the table ,i'm on my incognito I spit lyrical bombs with bin laden under my feet While your average rapper's listening to commercial waiting for a classic beat Hah,i'm a white rapper waiting for wealth like kennedy's assassination waiting for stealth in the backseat Backing my records,regularly tried to make black music People tryna stop this obsessive passion,i cherish lines to the poor cuz i'm too sick I'm too slick,such a dick ,bringing you my first mixtape Bringing my mixed emotions linked with duct tape This darkness that i'm embracing with this bitches enticing to be raped I hope you like my struggle art I started to rap for a chick,damn she had a boyfriend,it cut me deep like Mona Lisa I'm a romanian representing the revolution,sticking to the present with this presentation Now don't fuck with me, my lyrics mean war,warning you to leave my nation Alone,All above my conscious,i might feel more philosophical I might need more water to drown my talents I'm sick of people who come across at me like patients Patience brought me to inconspicuous in front of my parents Apparently,my raps are full of parental advisories I bring a lot of substance cuz the chemistry between us brought a mural of soliloquies Yeah,i'm here to bring some social commentary In motion with the universe I might bring more verses than an unique teamwork ethic by the spurs I like San Antonio cuz i ball in objectivity Introspective in a sense that my stories are told from the future I drop knowledge without autotune i just stay in tune without being a preacher The teacher of my world is my grandfather He taught me how to ball and to become as wise as an indian bird caller A deep beginning Verse 2 [Slades] 16s a heavyweight, straight outta prison break Chevy chase on the final straights My mind is a runaway freight horse comin out the gate I lay grace when the pen and paper combinate And from that state of mind leave ya mind in 5 states Fever like beyonce multiply the crime rate Droppin the drama vomit dramamine for nausea Mcs thinkin they sicker they pop lots of em Im croppin em, circle out, watering creative drought I ain't the greatest out but lately all you make it sound Like asians when im gazing round, the same damn smile And you wonder why they sayin hip hops down? Fuck the crown, ima rick grimes ya geeks With a legion of beats sharpened lead a couple sheets Then ya brain ventilated the pain i main vein Insects away yo im spittin mad raid