Somi Baba Tuale - No Beat for the Musical Master Piece Speech lyrics

VERSE 1 Another life changing moment restricting my delivery on this white sheet with lines, yes Somi what else is it everything is scraps, but who said all the rubbish is finished find whats valuable and throw old memories into the bin the enemies aware that you made your final appearance the character you created for the crowd making an exit it's time to face the real world but you can't help it but be stuck in that theatre hold where you're the main protagonist, f**ing selfish c*nt b**h and surely every scene has a reason but who said all was seen, all the lights put into place (Tuale this is your last scene) it's all random, no script and you realize an ego is only a construct of what you wish to be just as your dick only reaches as deep as your mind wishes who says there is no dead end, boy, in the ocean there's an abyss trauma related things and deep inside you've always been depressed but you danced till the movements didn't see to chase away all your monsters then you gave whoever you wished f** society and their judgments now you rapping, singing and making beats soon enough your voice will grow hoarse and your fingers stiff cus your conscience wants to be heard and your body wants to do some sports but still you always remained confident it was too much, now you got your mom, worried raise you single, the title of only a parent your co*kiness drove away many, those who stayed just chose to manage oh boy, your close friends would bare witness of your unwavering confidence the more j**els you put on, the more skin you hid from the sun (feeling like a god in that gold) a line once said by Frank Ocean and still you screamed and you ravaged just so that you would be heard, till you could do no more but people got used to it so even if you silently walked down the halls they did the screaming and shouting of that name for you you seeked healing and guidance the more girls turned to d** and you led them on your stupid merry dance you the snake, all of them eves, wishing you were their Adams but you're only for one and she inspired you to flush out your emotions and a beat you made in her name sh** beginning to sound like a poem maybe the more realistic the fame and the embrace and life itself, a beat to the musical masterpiece speech loses significance and you though still not fully humble decides not to rant, who said you had haters you just thought if hated you stood for something the multitude could not understand the power of enigma only exists as long as people wish to think of you in their medula meanwhile in reality the people were lovers lovers who examined you from a distance in awe and wondered what such courage do you feel you possess to speak the truth when lies have become the common food a meal of lies keeps the belly of the mind at rest how important are the ideas you bring forth your talks of greatness and success like you own the world all round talking like you got JUJU in your mouth (outro) those who rival society not with antics, tricks or brain images but hurt that digs in deep and forces you to make your life mission thoughts to improve gain the most from our mechanical society and are the gods amongst humans