Infameezy - Bottled Up Thoughts lyrics

Sometimes I wonder what I stress for I flex more, complex move, making sk**s on chess boards And therefore, you're better off playing Connect Four You better step it up, I recommend you take a prep course Their neck's sore from the sh** I spit, I wreck flows So step forth and get your a** turned into a dead corpse The best flows, coming from the freshest in the fresh coast So close your eyes, listen to my lyrics paint a fresco You claim the culture, but don't know sh** about it So how is it that you rap, but you don't know why it started You're just a b**h to me getting props out of misery With no rudimentary knowledge of Hip-Hop history A victory will come in forms of soliloquies I pity these nobody rappers with whack deliveries And when I say you're whack, it doesn't mean that you're commercial It means that you don't live the f**ing lyrics in your verse, bro [Scratching: inDJnous] I love the West, man, the older scene was pretty tight Some people claim L.A., but b**h you ain't repping my city right People claim the West, but dawg, you ain't repping it properly Until you get your shine, man I feel like they be robbing me The prophecy will be fulfilled in this galaxy These whack emcees are pseudo faced, a doomsday catastrophe Lino Skywalker will put an end to your sh**ty raps You little town mice are not a threat to a city cat My older heads, though, got nothing but love for you But wonder why you don't show the love back to the younger fools All you do is talk about is how whack my generation flows And how we never got to experience sh** like Project Blowed I'm sorry I don't meet your standards of an emcee But know that I respect it, regardless of what the days bring When I was younger I used to look for approval But I think I'm over that cos I know that my rhymes are brutal But sometimes I wonder if my rhymes are just a joke Cos I share fans with motherf**ers who I don't think that are dope So how can you listen to my songs and bump some whack sh** Or is it just that you just don't understand the words that I spit Like, really? Me and him are in your top three? It makes me wonder what's your definition of an emcee After this album I don't really have to rap again Cos I've said everything that I wanted to on this album, man I've said everything that I've bottled up for a long time Like how I hate the fact that your songs are whack and they don't rhyme How I hate the fact that the fans no longer have strong minds And how they think you're dope, but you don't have a single dope line It irritates me to the point I want to indicate it's always motherf**ers like you that go out and k** the game This is why I don't like telling people I rap and sh** Cos I'm afraid they'll think I'm whack as f** like the tracks you spit I'm from Los Angeles, dawg, isn't it evident? Can't be an Angelino without Lino at the end of it [Scratching: inDJnous]