Blood

When your palms are sweating
But got an empty wallet
You Got no direction
That’s safe or normal guarded whoa
Gotta keep that passion
Show them that you a problem
Feed your family
With that cash they said you couldn’t acquire
If you ain’t thinking you the king then what the fuck you in hip hop for?
I’m knowing I’m the king pin
You probably should stick to kids bop more
List top four, if not your
Mother probably kicked dropped your
Forehead as adolescent
War bred from the past and present
Record till I have the respect
Assuring your ass I’m mesmerizing
Conceptualizing an empire rhyming
Diamonds from Concepts my mind has
Modeled combining mine fields I’ve gone in
Who want it just line em up
My mindset is mine for gold
I’m blinding my shine is whoa
Who is this pisano wrote
The illest lines ever thought
Been killing it but unknown
Was Feeling this in the dark
Seek the entrance to the part
Where the limelight is and start
To be in the public eye
Been building since I was nine
Been rhyming since I was twelve but been killing shit since alive
Was Overlooked every time
Now overbooked, getting blind
From camera flashes, I’ll shine
Benefiting from words
Fuck a regular job
Told I live with a child’s mind
A rapper’s too far fetched
I’m sorry to visions your blind and I’m
Not looking pigeon holed
To a nine to five
Looking for the bliss of death
Having these haunting regrets
Being Bombarded with bills
Having Checks bouncing and shit
Never amounting to shit
Looking at high school as this
Best time in my life my prime
Continue having strife I’m fine
If I have to rap till fifty five
Till someone has to lift me up
To the stage, to spit some bars
Just know I’ll be more than fine
I’d be ecstatic knowing I’ve
Made a mark on a listener
Who may have felt like a prisoner
Essentially
I’m meant to be
The best you’ve seen
That’s Penning heat
No getting weak
I’m mentally
Prepared to see
Respect from peers
And Veterans
I’m getting there
Want all the beef
Want All the smoke
Fuck your feast
Now Let me eat
Code Red x-16