Ey yo it's Samzz again
The scandalous
I got you on your knees like I'm a f**in evangelist
A phantom I'm an an*lyst, the writer of the man*script of poetry you know its me the voting is unanimous I bet you are a fan of this!
Rappers these days, sounding like a can of piss
To turn on the radio I need a bag of cannabis
In love with real rhymes u can just call me a narcissist
You know what an artist is?
Your music is what garbage is..
Yea.. Spit fire like a arsonist
Talent is anonymous
Man I miss the days where music had its' purposes
Now it's filled with losers and abusers and the judases
Intruders that are new to this
Gotta raise the bar high
The days of bad rhymes
They've got to fly by
Hip hop will survive
As long as we try
To k** it in this game shots fired we alive
Yeah I consider this a mission
Getting rid of u b**hes see my purpose is demolition
I'm tryna show you my vision
With every bar I'm spitting
Turn the volume up and listen
To the musical mortition
We live in a city where living is sh**ty and rappers seem to miss this
Why the f** you telling me you a G? Nit whit, f**in' dip sh** think he all over some slick sh**
Sad thing is he survives in this business
So I take it up on my shoulder
Rescue mission for a game that still ain't over
Ranged vision, you think I'm rollin up in rovers
I'll change the world instead of following up on orders
See I pa**ed the past I pa**ed fine fast time
Pa**ed hash to pa** time... A ma** crime
I'm tryna be a veteran heaven sent to Lebanon with elements that hook you to my shots like I'm h**n