Bars

[Intro]
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What's that, nigga? Haha-ha
Look — huh!

[Verse 1]
Now, I can write something that's ignorant, present it as immaculate
Then package it for people to purchase diggin' inside your purses
And pockets for profit that I know that you needed
Don't pay no mortgage or no car, no, give them dollars to me
I dominantly attest a system that was set in place for politics
The problem is, this shit is archaic – so I'll explain it quick
Of course you need a singular image, then you're excellin'
Don't worry about your content 'cause hatred is always relevant
And prevalent; I'm sure you'll find a proper way to sell to kids
And catch 'em while they're young, they'll never question your integrity
Selectively invaded the market, your product's average
And with money behind it, I promise that you'll be poppin'
I put you on every blog and that's how you gain your respect
When you're popular they assumin' you're automatically next
And your catalog filled with records that sound exactly the same
It's insane and fuckin' monotonous all your music is drainin'
The energy out my body – it's crazy, I'm tryna take it back
To Pac and Big or Pun as I punish you with these artifacts
Relics of what they used to be, honesty over usury
Take a seat, come and see! I will leave you in disbelief
Now, you baffled by my intelligence – not to mention the cadence
But that's aside from the fact, in the stat I'm currently stated
Just pay attention to lyrics to see what they really sayin'
I bet that you would be blown away, wonderin' what you listen for
As I propose the apropos, opposers take the higher road
Expose their true intentions, they devious and deliberate
Deceivin' with the statics, the average of receptin'
Accept I'm settin' the tempo in tone, I'll take you to temple
Un momento, let the author breathe – focusedly I dispose of thee
Keep this kid in your memory, mention me but I need to be
Better than all my enemies, never sleep in my mezzanine
Wide awake I refuse to dream, flow is a methamphetamine
Meddlin' with adrenaline, pedalin' tryna pass
I'm gonna crush a couple Adderalls, I'm feelin' like a junkie
Noddin' off, I need my second wind as I begin the pen
Is now a part of me, compartmentalize the pain my father causes
Fuck that simple nigga – what the hell do you know?
And apparently, I am too stupid and gullible I could never be
Anything more than what I am currently, I should probably quit
I'm wastin' all my time and I might as well call it off
I guess I need to straighten up and fly right so I can be like
My dad, who set the perfect example on how you should live
And that's degrade your wife and kids until they no longer speak
Then you come home and 'cause 'em hell so that they never see peace
The place that we rested our heads ever stepped in a war zone
Where the tyrant that's runnin' rampant and rantin' on telephones
Tellin' anyone that'll listen that my kids ain't shit
A bunch of worthless motherfuckers and my wife is a bitch
Let's not discuss all of my issues, there's no need to recall the fact I'm a fuckin' alcoholic that was never involved
Or took an interest within the children that I helped to create
I live in a delusional world and that's not even my fault
The relationship I have with my kids is the one that I want
I provided and put food on the table, that's all that they needed
Who cares about love or compassion? Ain't no empathy given
That nigga never taught me shit, I learned this all on my own
I was lonely and suicidal way before I was grown
Now my adult years are filled with fears and animosity
I repress my emotions so that they will not affect me
I've done that shit for a minute but now I think I'm defectin'
Reflectin' on my regrets – I gotta find a way to deal with them
To get out of the darkness, become a productive citizen
I'll never run away from my pain, I prefer to live in it
Then document my pride in the peek of these perfect sentences
Prayin' that people feel it, I put my poems in proper pitch
Ain't no need for support, just believe if I ever make it
That I'll remember the doubt when nobody wanted to help
Had to get this shit by myself and I sacrificed all my time
But invested that in a craft and I broke it down to explain it
You'll see that it's simple math, I continue to bust my ass
As I work with the rarer focus promoted by segregatin'
You derelicts' demographic reactions, it is reality
I attacked and I tackled totalitarian temperament
Tenant attendance attempted, but never attended
Intended to take this metropolis, modernize it but modestly
Modifyin' monotony, mobilizin' monopoly
Makin' it mortify you, my mind is major and massive
The masses made me a martyr – I managed to use momentum
To minimalize opinions, maniacally they were given
I'm endin' this on a positive note, proceed with propriety
Do it without promotion, the media notoriety
Never exaggerate how I'm livin' is well below my means
Create the flawless flow for the fakers, the fornicators
Forsaken fame for I know that I'd rather really be honest
I'm on a different trajectory, but you are nowhere near me
I think that I'll speed it up 'cause I'm tired of speakin' this clearly

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I mastered the flow and they said "he a beast"
I bettered the kid as you need
So what do you mean? You singin' I'm all in your dreams
That nigga is definitely clean
He painted a picture, recommended scene
You hearin' him once and you turn to a fiend
You know that our work is a part of the dream
I guess that I struggle with everything
And that was the reason that we have created a plan
Of doin' it better than most of these niggas
But no one really understands
I live in the stanzas, I said that I'll play in my head
But now that I'm given the chance
A relevant nigga with negative stance, lawd!

[Outro]
"Aye, bitch, half my fans bitch! Don't nobody like that shit. There's a notebook on the motherfuckin' floor. January 12th, this is it! Rappin' it the fuck up. Five tracks – no hooks or none of that shit. Bars! Five-five fuckin' songs. But enough bars for a whole fuckin' mixtape. You bitch! Tell your mother about it!"