[Verse 1]
Do not become disillusioned
With the contusions, propping there up under your skin
I've been dealing with the shit ever since I was thirteen
But I never could imagine what all of my words mean
And at some point you are gonna shake
You are gonna be lost, every motherfucking breath you take
It's a fruitless use of time they still claim
What a truthless thing to say I'm untamed
Said you want a war but the buku blades
And the nunchucks ain't gonna cut it I know that
Top tier producing, what you do's faked
And the team that is backing you's ready to go flat
No platinum plaques, or bе stacking racks
Where the mixtapе at? I've been back to back
You are too conventional and much too prudent
They'll swoop on in like a fucking opportunist
[Chorus]
I see differently, consult my periphery
Of course I'm selfish and vain, in hiding this missing piece
By the books, by liars and crooks
To scrutinize inquiring looks
It's justified, but I cannot decide what
To kill when circumstances seem impossibly done for
You will not prepare when opposed to what's fair
And these points of this contention now have somehow become yours
[Verse 2]
Should see by now that I'm not so terse
But I'm quick with the tongue and I stay overt
I'm too vocal and open so I do it to the pundits
When they be sucking the logos and they be dropping the hunnids
Here to solicit but fuck publicity
And let's revisit what I've done legitimately
Indiscreet caught up in between
Bunch of fighting with the fine print incomplete
On an inquisition and disciplining heretics
To reach an execution and evacuate the barren ships
Ventured then but it's no avail
Cause the style you have in that approaching failed
Upfront cost in exchange for the access
Try to tap an agency the bureaucratic abscess
Rows of seats are only so conceited
When they take a final bow we find no crows are singing
[Chorus]
I see differently, consult my periphery
Of course I'm selfish and vain, in hiding this missing piece
By the books, by liars and crooks
To scrutinize inquiring looks
It's justified, but I cannot decide what
To kill when circumstances seem impossibly done for
You will not prepare when opposed to what's fair
And these points of this contention now have somehow become yours