CM - Virtuosos (FF#1) lyrics

[Intro] [Verse #1- E3] "Big dreams don't pay, they just give us some hope" And hope is what we need to make the going go the most But with zombies in the hallways and cookie-cutter folk I'm just tryna' find a difference from the way that people mope Cause they blend in, get low, unknown Like armadillo androids, modelled from a mould While we tested with no end; just a sludge through the cold Disagree with the dealer; call then fold Superstitious and bold, his actions whack and obscene His people turned him to 'cold', they made him pack up and leave He crafted rhymes like they gold, they made him happy, believe He could one day arise to be the king that he sees When he peers in the mirror, when he looks out to sea And has a vision of life better than he could of dreamed It's so far off the coast, he best be stopping the beat And put the pencil to rest, and see the the way that they see You can't stand me? Fine, isn't worth my thoughts You can help me to shine, or else my soul may rot Else my whole day s**s, or else my heart may clot Dreams keep me live, my mind make my thoughts I thought Dreams were followed, no one told them not to The races I'm off to, these stables are rotten, dude Call what you wish, but you can't say what I'm plotting soon 'Emilius Vox' is what I'll be called when I'm rocking you [Bridge- E3 and CM] Now I'm slicing off these rhymes, I attack (attack) Now I'm spitting nice lines, on track (on track) Now I'm dissing when you listen, kicking back (kick back) Making fission when I christen little brats (these brats) Sounds I try and pray and wish for this and that (and that) Better get up when you quitting, fight back (fight back) I sit here reminiscing with the blackness (black) Decompose the acquisitions and political hacks, I'm saying [Hook- E3 and CM] We always aim our goals for gold It's the way we show our soul We are virtuosos But we ain't goin' solo X3 [Verse #2- CM] Sad and baddening fruit maddened you, I had 'em baffled, cut throat battle Guess thats why I'm stabbing Adam's apples Bible blabber I'll have you use gravel as padding and grapple a paddle Battle, mad you'll go paddling against the current, or my flow will have you Seen Medusa, statue Bash through a past flu, call me swine; sad truth I had to have two punch lines so I can ask you to attack And who can track you? And who's astute say this'll cost you and me? Masks too, lost you, possibly meant to say costume Cross through a cross, too Cold to the bone, body frost through Stalk you, Hawk eye Had you gawking at religion cross eyed Tried walking a block, like, where's my gum, I lost stride Right mind, lost mine I'm the boss, that's why you never say impossible until the boss has tried... [Verse #3- CM] Sitting in my room, door locked, just writing Listen to the music up and it might bring Visions coming soon, light up like it's lightning Quicken up my verse, but stop, Almost crying Trying to defy and trying to top buying time for this a**ignment Driving right by 'em Siren won't stop, drying eyes sliding through a red sign Sighing I might then die frightened in the sky but I'm flying [Bridge] [Hook] X3 [Outro]