Chasing Stars

[Hook: Marceline]
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them
Fascinating fires draw them up
Plus all their dreams and hopes thrown to the wind
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them

[Verse 1: Nalyd Ecitsuj]
So I'm a flop? Nah, that's where you guys are wrong
I shit on these rappers, that's why I rap with a diaper on
Don't be approaching me with none of your mess
Talking 'bout where I belong
Just tell your friends all bout me and sit and watch as they minds get blown
They on that basic shit, I'mma go ape a bit
I know y'all prayed for this, so don't trip
Here's a handkerchief for your razored wrists
My flows got a few ways to switch
They acting hard, I'mma change the script
Everybody begging to be a buddy of mine
Cause they know I got skills y'all can't prevent
When I lace a hit you impressive, none
You can take it as a lessson, son
If you was smart, you'd drop the mic and
Try to stick up a bank with a weapon drawn
Pillow Man was slept upon
That's the reason the West was gone
But I set the bomb, when it blows up
Ya'll know where the heck I'm from
I'm keeping it raw fo' sho', flow's so diabolical
You all should know that it took like 10 whole years
Just for my balls to grow
No overnight success, I'm struggling just to write this mess
The road to rightousness was more than words and skill that I possess
I was the one all you niggas used to clown
Now when I come around, I got you motherfuckers like "Wow!"
Yeah, how you like me now?
I am blowinign up like a comic book boom boom, crash pow

[Hook: Marceline]
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them
Fascinating fires draw them up
Plus all their dreams and hopes thrown to the wind
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them

[Verse 2: Nalyd Ecitsuj]
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stack my bars and they'd probably fly up to Mars
N-A-L-Y-D add another
My raps make your girl wanna cut like the upper
Mad Hot Dod, My 16s should come with mustard
If you think I have a big head you haven't seen my brothers
Roy swore I would never make it rappin', promised it couldn't happen
Hated my shit with a passion, Four mixtapes later and I've silenced the laughing
Now the same ones would probably suck my dick if I'd ask em'
It's obvious I have it locked like CAPS
Rocking to a bitch with a beat that slaps
I do it major, poly-sci and bio
I don't have haters, only fans in denial
Now give me a minute to hop in my zone
I'm making them pop like mary, I'm making them pop like molly
I'm peacocking at the party so I'm making them all pop like cheeries
Figure 4 Leg Locking the beat like Ric Flair see
I know this is wild but I wanna knock em' down
Just answer this question for me
How you like me now? How you like me now?

[Hook: Marceline]
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them
Fascinating fires draw them up
Plus all their dreams and hopes thrown to the wind
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them

[Verse 3: Nalyd Ecitsuj]
Oh, so you wanna be cool? You wanna be pals?
You wanna be closest friends?
See a rapper so hot, that's why I'm popping up
Like I'm toaster bread
I say shit that don't get said
That's why I can't roll with feds
Illuminati got they eye on me
And they gonna see to it that Nalyd Ecitsuj don't get fed
My purpose ain't hard to see
I pull up on them like "pardon me
Your bars are weak, you spend too much time
Tryina get your sparkling charm to bling"
I be kickin them multiple syllables
Ripping up shows and holding my genitals
Get a dose of the wicked flow before they run up
Sayinh "Nalyd, you should've known"
It's crazy how life can switch
I ain't gonna lie to you mine was shit
Not anymore, shit changed up
From woman selection to size of tits
I know bitches who can ride the dick
Yeah OMG Rated Ex was sick
Showing them many agents who be loving
The melodies that I supply them with
I gotta a note for all y'all
In the rap game who got an album stacking dough
Y'all got big, chains'll start falling off like Michael Jackson's nose
Who the illest? Ya'll know
Hopsin, yeah, bravo
I'm 'bout to leave the building right now
AbadeAbade that's all folks suck my dick now

[Hook: Marceline]
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them
Fascinating fires draw them up
Plus all their dreams and hopes thrown to the wind
Ordinary people chasing stars
Stop to find out who they really are
But the circles keep on closing around them