Unsung (hero)

[Intro: Coal Cash]
I’ll probably never amount to anything

[Verse 1: Coal Cash]
Blank epitaph on an unmarked grave plot
Drank nectar fast on a sun-parched slave crop
Sank next to trash under ton-marked cage top
Banks get your cash, hunger’s one hard day job
Thanks up the ass with a hand pried of beggar crumbs
Tanks out of gas, rivers ran dry of nature’s cum
Numb to the fact, I react to the metronomes
Spun tesseracts, spinning raps like a Tesla cone
Hunters in black entrapped, die from a lethal bone
Wonders on tap, synapse siphon adrenochrome
Want to relapse, collapse under the weight you hold
Run through the tracks, soul/sole clapped thunder to break the mold
Gun to your back, cold slap you with a firearm
Sunder the map, Coal’s back for the entire farm
Glum state of acrid, theatric conundrum
Inundated captive, the vapidly unsung

[Hook: Coal Cash]
I show and prove so I’m not looked over
In the tomb of a forgotten soldier (They can’t hide)
In solitude, tryna stock these boulders
Making moves, tryna rock the culture (A landslide)
I will improve ‘til the music holds ya
Wanna copy? Better watch me closer (Just stand by)
A lot to do, I’ma probably nova
I won’t stop ‘til I got exposure (Get your hands high)

[Verse 2: Coal Cash]
Grotesque abilities, I flow death soliloquies
Humility not my strong suit, my songs prove nobility
No rest for villainy. Why show less hostility?
Artillery shots fly long-route, I launch nukes in killing spree
I warned you virilities will never show docility
We’re built to be the aces—tryna break us is futility
Our form versatility for every possibility
Instilled in me a greatness, so courageous is my will to be
My skills release a wildebeest, I’m still a chief with Viking clout
A lightning cloud when striking out in ciphers, shout to fill the streets
A killer priest with iller feats, gorilla teeth that spike my mouth
I write about the light I house, ignite the crowd and kill the beat
Still, I speak perplexing, perfection the words I bunched in
Industry up your ass, you could pass for the turducken
Punking your craft, it makes me laugh how you think you’re dope
When ten seconds of freestyle could murder anything you wrote

[Hook: Coal Cash]
I show and prove so I’m not looked over
In the tomb of a forgotten soldier (They can’t hide)
In solitude, tryna stock these boulders
Making moves, tryna rock the culture (A landslide)
I will improve ‘til the music holds ya
Wanna copy? Better watch me closer (Just stand by)
A lot to do, I’ma probably nova
I won’t stop ‘til I got exposure (Get your hands high)

[Verse 3: Coal Cash]
Tunneling out from under the ground ‘til the sun on my brow
Plow through the cow dung, seeds that sprung from becoming a sprout
A hunger profound, I’m hunkering down, getting drunk ‘til I drown
One more round in my cup filling my gut ‘til it erupt from my mouth
To suffer it out, insufferable route with uncomfortable doubt
Shout ‘til it stung my lungs and bit my tongue when I’m running my mouth
Rubbing my scalp, bugging out over shit I’ll do nothing about
Clout amounts to shit, and I ain’t fit to equip with it now
Quick-witted owl, admitted I’m foul ‘cause it fitted my style
Growl with my teeth gritted, feeling so livid, it emitted a howl
Shit in my bowels burning, yearning just to turn in the towel
I scowl, and my jowls determined, insurgent emerging to prowl
I live in the now, unlimited shroud of uninhibited cloud
Proud ain’t bowed to shit, and I won’t quit ‘til I figured it out
To wisdom devout, envision omniscient to the mission I vowed
Endowed with the loudest rhythm to hit ‘em with ammunitions of sound

[Hook: Coal Cash] (x2)
I show and prove so I’m not looked over
In the tomb of a forgotten soldier (They can’t hide)
In solitude, tryna stock these boulders
Making moves, tryna rock the culture (A landslide)
I will improve ‘til the music holds ya
Wanna copy? Better watch me closer (Just stand by)
A lot to do, I’ma probably nova
I won’t stop ‘til I got exposure (Get your hands high)