EMO - Tusacan Leather Techloaded lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Shaun Tech] I'm Terrified of whatever I've Become or what I already was man I'm just a Martian from Mars And all my mentors have turned their backs on me now I guess sometimes sh** doesn't turn out the way me want And now I'm Felling like I'm the one that's always getting picked on And now I'm felling like I'm the one that should vent more I choose not to coz beefing is something that kids do I'm a grown a** man outche tranna reach my Pinnacle The Last thing I wanna be is another residual I'm mean with the Flow and then my eyes are so cynical The raps you rap to these days are all just typical The Shaun of the past I'm sorry he is not available Got the game on lock With all of my lyrics on locked And all of my Glucks on co*ked And n***as get popped like Puc My Uzzi is Reloaded I swear you n***as get Shot If your Time was my Middle Finger then your time is up And all of my records is art your sh** is crooked like an arch My verses from a scripture and edited by a pastor Even though they're holy I turn n***as to Casper And yoll jokers is fake you'll are just fronting like actors Time for a Tuscan Leather earned by this rapper And now I think my nuts need their own suspenders Foundation is too strong don't even try to collapse us There are bodies everywhere but nobody suspects us Wa**up [Verse 2: Shaun Tech] I don't really care who's the Best coz that will be never be a fact But as an M.C whack rappers I should subtract This that Techloaded come back I'm old I'm a Throwback This 16 year old Throwback is now ready for combat Barely talking to Nonhle communication is fading I always put in the Effort and she just push me away I'm honest I made a mistake I didn't pay enough attention The fact you would even like was just my imagination I gave you food for thought now you'll n***as askin' for seconds And don't prosecute me we all know sh** happens Sometimes I feel like my Pops just thinks I'm an Embarra**ment Coz I spit bars that just give your Pen Jet-leg These days its like all these kids wanna be addicts They're taking all their values and lock em' up in the attic I came in the time when te game was turning pathetic Is Rap Music gon' die people don't know what that mean The hate, criticism and beefing now its enough No balls to step up so you decide to act hard This ain't only for the cheque I'm doing it because its love And I don't have a lot but certainly I got enough That's real! [Verse 3: Shaun Tech] How much time is this n***a spending on an intro Thee days its like my memory's written in pencil All the bad one's are the one's I can't cancel All the good one's fade away without erasing em' And I always try to remember all of the good time And not listen to all the bullsh** through the great vine I thought I would be fine with out that was a lie Coz the emotions grew stronger all the years we were apart And what we could've had could've been poetic or art And I did what I do best I went ahead I f**ed sh** up I always move on to the next on but this time its hard After seeing you again you expect me to function HOW? Poured out my heart to u that time we was on the rooftop And what you said to me right there almost made my heart stop You put me in the past for jealousy you took my best friend Ama put that in the Past just let me right the wrongs of back then How much time is this n***a spending on an intro How this n***a working he got a f**in' twin though Man I swear for me life is everything but lazy and I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me man real n***a Wa**up! Eyy Yeah! Eyy Tech How much time is this n***a spending on an intro SINCITY Wa**up