Aye Ray - Cynical lyrics

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Aye Ray - Cynical lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah This sh** is cynical, why these rappers so pitiful? Talent is at it's minimal, verses considered biblical What is religion? Itchin' to find a mission Ditchin' to find a Swisher, my n***as fixin' to pitch in Persistent to find a vixen to mix in, maker lighter pigments Spittin' heat in the kitchen, your b**h a ho, letting dicks in I'm crossin' the Mason-Dixon, that means I'm crossin' the line In case you ain't get that line, his lyricism's a crime Menace to society, giving people anxiety Substance come in variety, tempting people's sobriety I'm your average minority, disregarding authority Creepin' in your sorority, college wasn't priority I'm done with school, man, I hate it I finally graduated, but college is still debated ‘Cause freedom's what I awaited I was never one for the bible, who cares about a disciple? Don't look up to any idol, my mind is made, and it's final I came here to claim the title, I guess that makes you my rival I'll k** you, this verse my rifle, I'm aiming right at your vitals Bars are my ammunition, I finally got recognition I don't need your frickin' permission, I'm here to finish the mission I just wanna squeeze an a**, or nine, askin' me why I'm asinine? Needed somethin' to pa** the time, needed something that's fast to rhyme All of you so illiterate, sorry, I'm inconsiderate Sorry, that was deliberate, sorry, I'm so belligerent [Verse 2] Writing this was frustrating, but the music is so sedating My ego is just inflating, I like this sh** I'm creating Apologies for my cursin', rehearsin' this verse in hearses You need to control your thirst, I'm dispersin' the worst in person You know that I'm spittin' fire, I'm someone you don't admire But someone that you should hire, don't judge me by my attire I'm spittin' like lack of dental, my flow is so detrimental I'm k**in' this instrumental, I'll teach you the fundamentals Performing in front of people was such a rush of adrenaline Thought I'd give up on writing, but here I am with the pen again These n***as make me nauseous, that's why I'm always so cautious I'm spittin' like I was jawless, these streets is lawless, I'm flawless I'm an animal, check my paw print, you can call this my rawest I'm the coldest, don't try to thaw this, artistic the way I draw this Everyone overlooked me, they probably all mistook me Don't bother trying to book me, the lyrical talent struck me I'm verbalizing my thoughts, then I'm writin' them on this paper I'm sittin' here wasting time, and just smokin' up on my vapor I'm spacin' out in my mind, and expanding it to an acre I'll bury this f**in' beat, you can call me an undertaker We don't measure weed by the weight, we measure it by the decibel ‘Cause we smokin' that loud, and we stick to the point like decimal I should of brought a gun with this, stick up, I'm ‘bout to run with this Unique, I'm the only one with this, state of mind, need a nun with this Hotter than if the sun with this, shocking I brought the stun with this Excuse me, I'm havin' fun with this, f** it, ‘cause now I'm done with this Yeah, yeah, this blunt is bliss f** it

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