Lost Road

Hook:
If you don’t know where you are going
Then any road can take you there

Verse 1:
Above Average rhymes are haphazardly disastrous
And when I am touchin the microphone it is miraculous
In actuality I’m really that talented
The best writing skills in the game have been inhabited

When I was a kid, I never knew how to fit it
But then I found this rap thing to voice my opinions
From the beginnin, I knew I was different
You see that cliche rap ain’t my intentions

Not to mention the drugs and alcohol
Never thought I’d be straight edge, but I guess I am after all
Destined to fall, flat on my face or straight into a wall
But nah I rose above it all for a greater cause

Expectin nothin less, than a great applause
When I step in a room, rappers get out my way because
They got respect for a killer on the microphone
Do it every night, never fade away, styrofoam

(Hook x2)

Verse 2:
I was caught on a lost road
I thought I lost hope
But that’s the cost of a cause that is odd, bro
And so I pause on my iPod noddin off
Dreamin and schemin of how I’ll never stop growth

Well, that and nachos. My body’s pilot auto
Hope I’ll win the lotto, so I can chill in a grotto
And only work on this music I’ll do it fluid legato
Stayin happy’s the motto, but lately I’m feelin hollow

That was before I heard this dope ass track
The music is my crack, abuse it like my school backpack
I’m cool that’s that. Don’t fool yourself with tools that’s wack
Choose class, no snap backs, just smooth ass slaps

(Hook)

Verse 3:
Ain’t a single clue about where I’m goin
My mouth is a spout when I’m flowin
So I follow unknowingly
Holding onto what’s gonna be
Rumbles kinda like thunder be
Fun is undone in front of me
Under bundles of donalds beats

My flow mystique, makin people move they feet
Got the soul of James Brown with the heart of a geek
So to speak, I’m a nerd when it comes to rhymin words
So fools like 2Chainz make me wanna go berzerk

Cuz
Their simplicity got me pissed
It’s a mystery how their hits
Makin history so I diss
With no empathy Got the pen
Of a mental retard they got downs
Hard? more like clowns
I’m scared by they sounds

So I choose the big the bigger man
Make sure my songs of full of vigor and sicker until the bitter end
Then slap it on twitter and hope I get some fans
Goin viral like chip the rips alligator jam

It’s who I am
A blueprint of what I planned
It’s lucid, across the land
The music of who is grand
That’s ME!

(Hook)