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My nerves are shot, but i’m still attacking them
Smacking it back at 'em, i’m ready to take action
Back in the day i rocked irrational fashion
I was button mashing and smashing 'em off passing 'em
I’m still at it like it’s my habit except i’m ill now, in fact i’m so rabid
That i lost control, i’m going ape shit, 8 bits, rocking the crowd
Alienate you if you hate it
Ha, i’m hella stellar, you’re irrelevant
Jealous, you just wanna be where i am, i’m selling it
Benevolence, with a side of cyanide, catch me in the night
Compare my star light to your fire flies
This is as real as it’s gonna get
I drop th beat, i rock the mic, i get th ladies sweat
So whats the point if you never have fun?
I was always outnumbered, i am never outgunned
I only rap if i’m feelin' it’s a bad beat
We’re getting #SmashedInTheBackSeat
I’m rolling up, with a Mic in my hand
Got the speakers in the back and i’m bringing' my band
All be damned, Compared to me you looking so bland
It’s no wonder why i’m coming up, stealing your fans
I’m so underground, i’m buried alive
But i’m undead illin' and killin' you won’t survive
I’m too real for this fake ass industry
A record label they could label me their enemy
And they would never buy into me, even though
I hit this shit relentlessly
Star Destroyer boy, made it to space
I just returned to this earth to put you back in your place
One hand on my mic one finger on the fader
Like a finger on a trigger, middle finger to a hater
Feel the bass in your chest go $#@!
When the room lights up, i just wanna see you
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Everybody in the room on one frequency
When i tune in close, i hear it speak to me
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