(Sample: Artistic archer, artistic misfit)
Hard in things straight my rythms are louder than thoughts
About to get lost, breathing out exhausts around the clock in a dream state
Pinching ass to see if I'm awake sanity's at stake
Till the weakest links let me beat my case
I could flee for days
Lead the way for sheepish nay-sayers looking at me like that'll be day
Space wasters tryna ride beats but aren't quite hitting it right
A bit of advice it's all in the hips all up in the mix
Arsenic skip, chewed up and spit out, like weed stems
Treading in the deep end with bricks strapped to their feet
So timid with a bullshit image and a mouth full of gimmicks
Evil tongue where the hell you get that ego from
No love for fecal scum who flourish while I feed on crumbs
Freedom song sung let me loose over the bassline
Stream of consciousness flooded seeping over state lines
//
Break shackles and stranded hands
They crafted sandcastles as a youngster
And left my name on dumpsters
D-E-C-A this is all a walk in the park
I hit the target dead on with a shot in the dark
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Stretch the limits or take it beyond
Otherwise it's pointless, I can't call it even when the coin flips
Heads will catch on eventually and take notice
But tales of the vein and hope this will change their focus
30 year old in a one bedroom apartment with a drum machine from the 80s singing about his hardships
Little fledgling grew up it's sort of depressing
He pays the bills by doing cover songs at bars and weddings
Might as well load up the revolver and call it quits
Love bards the only thing that would be hard to part with
Humour with an inner darkness
Got the take a moment to laugh at the aspiring starving artists
Partched lips better sip the Devil's nectar
Strapped with the mic he never made it past the metal detector
Yelling drunken curses at the at the record selector
Can't you do any better than this repetitive shit
No credit for pathetic attempts
Effortless rhetorics are sinched
Don't let it commence
The talentless are left on the bench looking hopeless
But like every rapper they still think they're the dopest
Walk around with swollen heads like I do
Crying 'that's pretty sick but aren't sick compared to my crew'
Blatantly lying they can keep trying it's useless
A transparent friend, I see right through it
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Break shackles and stranded hands
They crafted sandcastles as a youngster
And left my name on dumpsters
D-E-C-A this is all a walk in the park
I hit the target dead on with a shot in the dark
Break shackles and stranded hands
They crafted sandcastles as a youngster
And left my name on dumpsters
D-E-C-A this is all a walk in the park
I hit the target dead on with a shot in the dark
Break shackles and stranded hands
They crafted sandcastles as a youngster
And left my name on dumpsters
D-E-C-A this is all a walk in the park
I hit the target dead on with a shot in the dark