Coffee House

[Intro]
Alright
So I go into this Coffee House the other day right
I heard dude playing the piano
I say bro thats pretty good man
He said "Oh you Jay Rich man! Spit something!"
So I said

[Verse 1]
Yo uh
Started from the bottom same way you lace ya shoes up
Got the blue prints, guess that means I'm gettin my clues up
Don't be quick to judge, i just want you to pay attention
I been tryn to tell y'all what raps been missin
Words are just words unless you give em some dimension
Im hoping this is all just a phase of transition
But if not, yall've forgotten what raps notion is
Y'all really have no idea, what poetry in motion is
Y'all barely rhymin in half the songs that I fuckin hear
Im tryn to bring lyricism back, like I'm switchin gears
Im fuckin tired of everyone bragging saying they rappin
When its suppose to be about ya love, pain, an passion
But fuck all y'all who ain't take time to hear me out
To actually see what I'm tryn to do an see what I'm about
Im not worried bout the cars, clothes, an jewelry
I just want y'all to see, what means something to me
Music is my passion an I'm cummin up in this bitch
No rubber so ill always have somethin with this chick
I just hope the game ain't a crazy baby mama
Tryna fuck me over sayin "i ain't done nada"
But the road to success, isn't always straight
An I've done some stupid shit just to get some cake
I know some of y'all can relate to that shit
Especially when no one wants to see you succeed that quick
Damn

Haha yo
Iight I'm just gon I'm just gon take you back on this one iight?
Iight check this out

[Verse 2]
Uh
Tennessee born, Chitown raised
Sposta play sports, but this musics in my veins
I coulda played pro ball, but it wasn't my passion
When i hear a beat my hearts the one takin action
You say you rhymin like Pac, but you far from it
He was takin bout life an puttin a message in shit
Id rather stab my ears with some fuckin pliers
Then have to listen to y'all pathological liars
An the ball don't lie, like I'm sinkin some free throws
My handle on my thoughts use to be as ill as D Rose
Now i speak before i think call it talking reckless
You love it but you say you hate it i call 'at fuckin jealous
But i 'ont stressin I'm next em, an pretend i never met em
I make em drop the ball with my conference, i roulette em
Cause my mind paints a picture an my words just draw it
A blind man heard me rappin an he said he fuckin saw it
So how am i sposta look at the game an not wanna change it
When you hear something that real its hard not to embrace it
So don't take my silence, as a weakness sign
I'm only quiet because i have so much on my mind
Cause life is a movie, so pick your own role
You climb ya own ladder or ya dig ya own hole
But all y'all tryna do the same damn thang
Saying you done sold some rock or that you a king
I ain't never sold crack but I've had it on my stove
Shit I've had a .38 snub nose held to my throat
An i thank God everyday that he ain't pull the trigger
What would my family of done without their father figure
Not dissin my pops but we lost his ass a long time ago
His body's still alive but he don't have the same soul
I know it don't make sense, its hard to comprehend
Y'all didn't go thru it, makes sense you don't understand
But my heads up i stay strong
Had to let it go, just to move on
I guess thats what you gotta do to get thru life
An iont dwell about it cause youont get to live twice
So never give up on the things that you really care about
An i promised myself that i would never sell out
Cause I was destined to be nothin less than a king
Get ready, cause all y'all gon witness my dream
Yeah!

[Outro]

Hahahaha
HAHA
Like yo
That was just fuckin straight thru, you now what I'm saying
Like no other take, ya new meen
Like, thats just how i do man i 'ont give a fuck
Like, y'all gon look back on that an be like, "damn
He just spoke some real life shit, damn i respect him"
Yo i 'not even give a fuck man
Fuck it!
Aye shout out Klever
Yeh