In It for the Love

[Intro]
Yo
Symmetry
Dylan Owen
I got one syllable for y'all
(Love)
You feeling senioritis so far
Son Sounds productions thank you for this beat

[Verse 1: Dylan]
Hey yo
I used to rap battle black kids in the hallway
And I would kill it, my rhythm'd rip it up all day
Now I'm making moves in this game like always
Just trying to get in it, no need for foreplay
Put the sword away, let's freeze like stopped Tivo
Bam! Wake you up from your sleep like Don Vido
I'm just too on point to stop flipping you off
Here's a pop bottle, pop it, you're still not popping off
I'm the boss. Like Slim Thugger or James Gandolfini
So please come to one of my shows if you plan to meet me
Cause I used to be pretentious and only speak in sentences
And wear a METS bomber jacket, and sleep with weapons
And rock Timberlands the color of puke
Now I rock carpet stages like my brother used to do
And cash checks, working to emerge from this mess
My verse comes quickly like a virgin having sex
Any person I address gets violated, annihilated
Depending on what mindstate my mindstate's in
So, Symmetry, let 'em know I'm not playing
It's love, make 'em love what we're saying
Check it

[Verse 2: Symmetry]
Call me mister this, call me mister that
I been on my grind since way back
And I keep on changing, a needle in a haystack
I do it for the love, it don't matter if I'm paid back
Lay back
Listen to tracks from when I first started at it
Ten years later, I'm still a addict
And I still kill it, I'm ready and willing
If I feel it, I rock, that's what I told Dylan
It's a mind frame that I'm still in
So I stepped outside, that's why, I never hit a ceiling
No I'm not jaded, this is my passion
So yeah, I made it, if that's what you asking
I see other people eyes closed and still grasping it
Shit that's not there like that's what they after
But I'm after something concrete and not visible
And you could get it off of your tongue in one syllable:
"Love"

So we're in it for the love

[Verse 3: Dylan]
An sI used to get picked last in gym class
Me and the nerdy girl with the big ass and the Rivers Cuomo glasses
But that shit didn't last, I quickly rapped it off
Bought a cardigan and did a sibling show with Asher Roth
Who looks like me when I don't shave. No way
I'm so great, just kidding, my old tapes aren't so great
But you suck like Jenna Jameson feeling cocky
And you've got no balls that's why I call you hockey
Crumble up my paper and make you origami
Leave the ocean shore behind me, never bored when I perform my hobby
Or is it more than that? Magic from a wizard
Who spits bezerk shit and rips with thirst
This quickness burns with the coldness of blizzards
You couldn't make the cut, if I let you hold the scissors
So keep on letting your pride get to your head room
And I'mma keep writing dope rhymes in my bed room
I suggest you just quit rhyming foul
Cause my two sense will send you home like Simon Cowell
I devour minds for hours leave them lying by the flowers
I decide their cowards, man, you'll never die with valor
Understand?
I'll babble for an hour or two
Cause I don't play the piano but I'll dabble a tune
And let music take matters into
Its own hands, oh man, now I guess that you know how we do
Motherfuckers

[Outro]
Senioritis
We the nicest
I don't need a crisis
To use these devices
Jesus Christ
Cause were in it for the love