No One

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[Verse] I think no one really likes me If my friends got the chance they'd probably go and fight me I think people put me the sides like white meat If I try to leave the plate they'd probably bite me I think I'm tired and life is going too fast Improv, I retired, that straw was my last I think people think I can't even rap I think all of them should kiss my fucking ass First off, I rap fast and you have to admit Free-styling at home candles are getting lit Rhyme scheme complex, plus some Extra wit Don't need to flex, to even win Hear the lyrical skill in every single hit Haters will get salty just like a Pringle chip At 3 am I'm working hard inside whip And at 4 I'll grab the bottle and take a sip Then I'll probably go out for a smoke at 5 At six say screw it, probably go for a ride Gotta fix, before I arrive At 7 you on the floor but I can't revive Hit the beeline You'll be fine Your not mine You're outta time Climb the grapevine Assumptions ain't mine Give you a faint nine Then get a co-sign Oh now it's break time! Screw Pessimism, I need you to shut up Screw who I'm dissin, cause you kinda fucked up Will anyone listen? Tell em I've had enough or I made the wrong Decision? Now you're gonna suffer Gun to your head shoot you two times Once so your dead few more to the spine Last line, a desperate attempt to rhyme I'm fine, but if fire catches its a sign Don't test me I'm already on the edge Feel like your pushing me off to my death People are saying things- yea you! I bet Maybe- I should not take a breathe I don't like people who look down on me If they knew more they'd probably be proud of me Everyone's doubting me I just want a salary Come as the Calvary Stick you with the flames Calling me Calgary Think I've found a fallacy Tipping your scales I'm balancing Ask for a rating, then give my height Like 5 10 Bitch, im not tryna fight God damn I'm higher than a kite! "Please say sike" What you're saying, right? Parents reminds me of the tension cause it's getting real tight Knock you down when I write Turned you on like a light I rap and I'm white But I kill on the mic Voice is shrill when I rhyme All of My skills undefined Might Take pills kinda guy I'll be Killing a rave It's dead for fucks sake Drive over to the wake Just to spit on its grave! Endurance is psycho Insurance is Geico Don't like to fight bro I just might tho I just might throw Keep up with my flow Don't you think I know? I turned on god mode I don't want to even get cocky But I know if you tried you couldn't even stop me I'm going too fast in my own lane, (so)leave me alone I know I'm just a no name, I'll get off the phone It's been 14 years and I haven't grown Can be kinda funny, not all on my own Fighting myself, can't seem to settle Split personality, like god and the devil You'll probably see more devil than god I just might shoot you like some COD I put you six feet deep, you're right I'm crazy Reaper has come to reap, and tonight you meet Hades!
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- Void (fdvoidmusic)