Rapping Fast Over Dubstep Beatboxing

Thought that I was nothing
Now we rolling with the big dogs
Laying down
Getting the fleas
Now it'll itch all
Night and day
I'll find a way
To fight the pain
On a righteous day
Chase writes a page
To light the way
For all these non believers
Who try to leave us in the past
By claiming that they made you
But they only made you mad
Cause they are the fakest
Who's praying you'll make it
So they can have famous friends
But, they made a statement
To me and I'm facing
The fact that y'all play with my head
Look, I don't wanna be
That same dude
Eating the same food
Taking the same route
I just wanna pop off
From a song debut
Then be profiting
Off the same tune
That I make today
I'll save the day
Fuck that
I'ma chase a way
Every rapper who stays the same
And like subtract
I'ma take away
Look
Cause I don't really need that
People always hating
But they never react
How can I get better
If it's never feedback
And my mind is on the cheddar
While I'm in a dreamland
Got everybody talking
While I'm on a keypad
We laugh
At the fact
That the haters be mad
Cause I started writing
When I had a LeapPad
Now the rapping made a change
In my life
Be glad
That I'm not in streets
I got to be
The next bigger rapper
Cause I rock the beats
Mock the weak
Who talk to me
Cause I don't wanna hear it
From a wannabe
And Solemnly
I could say I'm sorry
Look
But I'd rather party
Sip Bacardi
And rip a rarri
Across the town
Cause my life is partly
Bout chasing the fame
But will never go reach it
I'm seeing it's true
That my fans are asleep
And I hope I can wake 'em
Before I'm beneath it
But if I cannot then I guess
There's a reason
My music has fallen
And shattered to pieces
I think I'm depressed
And I'm hating the feeling
I'm dealing with all of these demons
I'm seeing
And scared to admin it or seek out
The treatment
So fuck
What else could I do
I've tried it all
But in the end I lose
Now I'm stuck
Try'na sip on booze
To try to mask the feelings
That I'm letting lose
SoO I guess it's true
It's hard to live
When you realize that you aren't a kid
Lost my mind
And can't find a grip
That'll pull me back from my final trip
So I'm lost
And I'm never
Gonna make it to the end
I'm a boss
But it's hard
To be rapping from the head
I was lost
In the sauce
But I plan to make amends
For the God
That I dropped
And I never gave my hand
I was caught
On the spot
Cause I barely got a friend
They dropped
When I hopped
Off the marijuana trend
Now I'm locked
In the house
And I never do pretend
To be hot
When I'm not
Cause nobody will defend
Like fuck