Eons D - Nothing Is Something lyrics

Verse 1- Its an arcade, gotta pay to play the game Can't save the game But if the mark you leave is the most high That'll display the name Leaving all this cash on the table I can wait Before Beyonce made a Jay, say her name Me and J-Bake were putting physics on paper It was taking shape TDK tapes and cheap recorder We ain't wait to see if people support us St. Pete, Florida, was jacking Atlanta Georgia We wasn't drinking the water Stranded on a peninsula but there was no perimeter For what the pen accosts, yea the pen will cost No pimpin' us Since the beginning, this how its been This what I do Chorus Verse 2- Yea I spit space bars to separate my word from yours You say the world is yours, my universe is the Lord's All our perks and awards, its nothin' Dirt in the eyes of the poor, the suffering A puff of dust, disguised as more Kind of disgusting But there will be dusting and some rediscovering They saying I ain't shiny enough, or grimy enough Kinda remind me of a diamond in the rough I ain't gone act like, my a**ignment isn't tough And I ain't gone act like I ain't been promised as much Nobody reach the mountain top without climbing up Signing up, can't come across it by blind luck Since I was 9 told stories on a dime That's why every rhyme is a book I'm dropping story lines Multiple floors to explore, because there's more to define Leading mortals to the divine This is what I do Chorus Verse 3- Some just want to fit in so bad, they mimic fads Until it renders them an ad for the industry These men in drag, they be tryna speak for women Effeminate, but won't let a feminist give a speech Every rapper with 2 chains, be like I'm different But if there was change, then we would see the difference Deliverance, all we see is twitter vents Contradicting predicaments You know, willing participants pissed about how the system is Victim-hood is villainous Once were victimless, we'll see who the villain is Cruella Deville is real, this isn't a Disney flick So many Mickeys and Minnies behind a picket fence And they be like, "yo I don't listen to lyricists" That's ignorance Rapping without the gift is like empty boxes on Christmas Its all about the appearances But if its all about I Then I'm here with the irritant Its what I do Chorus