Story Behind The Song

I just listened to the beat and everything just came to me write away. It just made me feel a certain way about my outlook on life. There are alo of things I wish could be different about the world. I never had alot of money so things were a little different growing up for me. I noticed the struggle but i realized alot of people go through the same thing so this is my anti-up song.

Song Description

Being at the bottom and making your way to the top. I went through alot of obstacles and I just wrote about what I thought about them and how i overcame alot of them. I know there are challenges that still await me and I'm ready for them.

Lyrics

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Trapped inside in the hex, six six six
The never ending whirlwind fuck fuck fuck
Cant get grounded enemies surrounded
All my muthafuckin? friends are corrupted
Needa, fina the leada of the matrix, find the anti-virus
I?m sailin my ship but here come the pirates
Where I?m headed all these roads are dead end
Don?t follow me man cause you?ll be stranded
I?m free but at the same time stuck in a box
And that my friend is what you call a paradox
360 degrees to go but there aint no control
I thought I told you on my first record I was a lost soul
Holdin? in there so where?s my bud light beer
Step to me, I don?t give a fuck what you think cuz I?m still here

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So much money smoked up dust
But we still pray cuz in god we trust
This is just the way that we live
Poor mother?s tryin? to teach & feed they kids
At the beginnin? we got a women from our rib
Now it?s the endin? we just want to be 1 again
No more differ ences, cause the difference is
Protect yaself from the offensive by bein? defensive
Nobody can just be in peace no more
And you people want medicine to live longer?
Pop a pill to get past 100+ and still suffer?
Nah no sir, can you hear put your ear closer
Earth don?t want us cause all we are is a plague
The streets are rage and the towns are lonely
We need to make a change now tell me can you feel me
No matter how hard we try we can never win
A gun to the sky, we all die this is sin
We fuck bitches just to rub our dick skin
Just to to bust a nut on a bitch chin
I?m sicka everyday the same ol thing
We all fucked up, tryin? to climb our way up
What if we give up, and blow our brains the fuck out
Nah that aint the way to go out, I want to blowup
That?s why I?m here and will always show up
So I keep my head up, but I?m fed up
Sometime before I sleep I ask to not wake up
But here I am again one finga to the sky
I?m mad strong but always ready to DIE 2:10
I can no longer afford to be poor
Rhymefest said it best cause I want more
I?ll rhyme til my tongues sore
Mc?s get defeated from my sharp sword
But I?m sicka sayin? the same thang
When will the bullshit come to an end
Until then, I aim to bang brains
Bats knives fat thick metal chains
Artillery, cuz you gotta have inventory
This is my story and it?s still bein written
So I?m still flippin? and will never quit spitten
Tryin? to climb my way outta hell
I fell got back up with records to sell
This is like the Armageddon of my rhymes
The grand finale to show ya?ll it?s my time
And it?s all mine, bitch back the fuck off
Before I start the ruckus, on you muthafucka?s
Cuz you cant touch us

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And it?s nothing but survival
Give me that money or label me criminal
Lifes hard for uh cursed individual
I just have to realize my blessin in disguise
Fuck all these small fry guys
I?m not sayin? nothing I could never do
I kno I can push through each and every muthafuckin one of you
Oblivious but I really don?t want to hurt nobody
I mean god damn all I want is my muthfuckin money
Dude stop actin? rude just to try to gain popularity
Cuase my energy can lift people in the air like gravity
These snakes dont rattle me, they just fuckin bother me
I want my own now, woah woah woah
I?m a real mc, everybody else gots to? go go go

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