LOF
was gonna post this audio, but i hate the beat i wrote it too. and im having a hard time finding beats so i didnt wanna restructure it to a new one
Hook
Have I made it… am I famous, Im still in shock
I’ve been patient, while I been waitin to get this spot.
…oh it was a dream, Im nameless still gotta wish alot
and remainin, playin workin on these buildin blocks
Duckin moves I could further see wouldn’t service me
If shit wasn’t earnin me hurriedly, then where’s the urgency?
You get on the Mic try hurtin me the fire it lurks in me
Writin words I see in my minds eye it’s my wired circuitry.
But the perks of the perks, inside I’m feelin like I’m Hercules
But they have their version and I’m viewed as a circus freak,
Is it only me? My goal to be known through this poetry
But this shit aint workin how I figured it’s supposed to be.
Supposedly, it was told to me if I learned to control the beat
Flow with ease then hopefully they would notice me.
Through the carnage I fought, they dropped in barrage
givin myself props for every obstacle I dodged
But all of it a mirage, shadow boxin through the fog
Tongue in the bottom of a hallow bottle til its gone,
Actin like I faced a common trauma but its not
Thinkin on this rap shit, I’ve had it, and probably noddin off.
Hook
Have I made it… am I famous, Im still in shock
I’ve been patient, while I been waitin to get this spot.
…oh it was a dream, Im nameless still gotta wish alot
and remainin, playin workin on these buildin blocks
This track is sort of a last resort lifes on fast forward
Not a black sheep I’m a black Porsche on a crash course,
Who the fuck do I even rap for? People sayin I’m a cynic
Sorry but life’s a gimmick since the second I’ve been in it
Mic contender nah nightly bender tell me how I can win it
Even though I’ve tried the limits I’ll still strive to finish,
I know the ledge why risk it like Ima start jumpin
And go over edge, theres no risk when you far from it.
Zero danger but when you close your heart, stomach
Feel like they commin apart like you took that hard plummet.
My scars somethin’ I don’t brag nor do I boast about
My apologies I aint been open how, bout I post em now?
Though I don’t have true sorrows I’m not a poster child
But wont talk about a broken house wont even go that route.
Never wanted to conform that’s somethin y’all can do
Headed down my own path didn’t look back, never wanted to.
Hook
Have I made it… am I famous, Im still in shock
I’ve been patient, while I been waitin to get this spot.
…oh it was a dream, Im nameless still gotta wish alot
and remainin, playin workin on these buildin blocks