[Verse 1: Teej, The Artist]
They do not hear me, I swear they don't hear me
They think that they're amazing, but they don't come near me
I'd k** 'em all, but there would be too many
Bodies to bury. Damn, you should be wary
I'm spitting more fire in this little song
Than you in your mixtape. Man, something is wrong
They say I spit like I've epileptic fits
I'm the flame to your match, it'll always be lit
With this braggadocic flow, Man, you'd never know
I spit way deeper than the Kimberly Hole
This poetry has been engraved in my soul
I think I just might be Edgar Allan Poe
C taught me life's hard. That's the way it go
But Pac said keep ya head up, and just keep going
Rapping is life for me. Just so you know
My troubles die when I start spitting a flow
[Hook] x4
READY!
[Verse 2: Teej, The Artist]
In love with that blue
Like Mick J loves the water
I would die for the music
Could call me a matyr
Too dedicated
Gon take this rap farther
Than it's ever been
Just to prove to my father
That I was meant for the stardom
I'm not after the gold
Don't treat me like I'm Gollum
I'm not after the hoes
I just want people to relate
To press play
Maybe hate, be great
Like Ca**ius Clay
Everyday, I do pray
I've got so much on my mind
Don't know how to express
And my life is off track
Like the Apple Express
I've been writing everyday
Tryna become the best
Aiming for Number 1
I won't settle for less
Are you ready for me?
Are you ready for Teej?
Cause I've got some things
That the world's got to see
La Período Azul
That's what I'm going through
Just stay tuned
I'm cooking in the booth
[Hook: Teej, The Artist] x2
Are you (READY)
Ready for my raps
Sit back and relax
As I tell my story
On these YouTube harvested tracks
(READY)
Ready to know my name, insane
That the shy kid
Would go for the fame
I'm sayin'
[Outro: Teej, The Artist]
It's Teej, The Artist on the track
Adolescent on my back
I rep the Bay, everyday
I'll put my team on the map
This is just a taste
Of what I can do, bruh
I gotta go. Bye
Two fingers up. Deuces