I Have Arrived

Lyrics

Verse 1: Back for umpteenth I can't give up the craft like it's a raft I'm outcast on in some sea Some see me as some fiend Well I'm quite crack despite that Rap is my lifeblood; call that a life hack And since I have the mic back They're treating it like Mike's back Your rapping Thriller's rapping iller than these tyke acts The freshman in a letterman listening to a veteran But still struggling finding a box to peg him in Those old shoes I outgrew them Those old moves I outdo them Those old fools reach out to him But it's too late like One Republic and apologies I know now if I signed with y'all, I'd hate my whole discograpghy And nobody would know it; give them one hit then wonder "How was he hot all summer, then went colder than a tundra?" So I'm grounded on the under And show them that the skill is undead, once I rip the ground asunder like Chorus: I have arrived to the conclusion That with my rhymes and my allusions I'm a commodity hotter as hip hop's oddity Probably cause I'm offering Monsterpieces with constancy I'm that fly, fine rap guy I got to ask, if you don't mind me Who would give you Fiya B-sides besides me? Verse 2: Nobody has got game wrapped up So neat and chic and bags your shawty I'm only Joshing and Draking; call that the Pecking order Ringing a Bell? Bet they're saying, "Is this the best in Florida's independent scene after Kodak and XXX? Well tentancion is telling me to I should say next." Yes! Give me a sec to flex Just had to take a breath to get this off my chest And show you what I rep Topeka, Kansas and Tampa together Forever clever; never sell for the devil But rapping better for the fun and art of it So the audience knows what true artist is Set the guns down like I signed armistice Put your ~ONE~ up like Brail made hardest hit Chuck a deuce up for Lyric cause he's a beast Now I'll one you up when I give you Much Love, Peace Threes! Yeah, you know that's me! Even put it into triplets for display of musicality Beating me is a fallacy Figured I'd teach you my principles Since you ain't using your mental faculties Chorus Verse 3: You'll never find a substitute to take my W's So I won't trouble you and continue to be your lovable Untouchable, wonderful colored fool (I'm done with you) Who throws a punch or two Ok, maybe a flurry when there is none to pull I guess that's what I'm packing ever since the fifth grade Ate a knuckle sandwich when I traded them my mixtapes In return got lunchables; now I'm not starving artist Grown me's getting vegetables; eating from the bars I harvest Don't he say the darndest things But ain't focused on the bling And they tell me that he sings TRUE! And when I do what I do You'll never want the pop to stop When I croon they all swoon Hit playback and lay back I'll stay active I know you'll still feel it without radio backing I'm the bomb; if I blow, watch them fallout Think it's a game? Then ask Bethesda what I'm talmbout Chorus Outro Cause I'm that fly, fine rap guy I gotta ask, if you don't mind me Who would give you Fiya-Bsides? Threes!!!