[Verse 1]
Listen, while you were busy hitting them malls
I was pushing pencils to pads and pumping ink through my skull
You were tripping off women while I was scribbling songs
And ripping sets, getting respect, and gripping my balls
You float in the ocean and I'm a fish in the pond
That mean my competition spitting is officially small
That's upper echelon shit, yeah, I'm cocky, you copy?
This my middle finger, linger - you'll meet the rest of my fist
I step in this bitch stocked with forties on deck
Copping shots of foreign vodka, pouring more to the neck
Gotta quarter of cess but only roll with the best
'Cause the world is weighing me down, I can't afford all the stress
I'm really living what I'm writing, it's therapeutic
But to get it gotta be Barracuda and I'm scared to do it
What if I fail? I spent a pretty penny already just getting here
Now I'm tugging my hair
Yeah, I'm pulling it out, so the words that I shout
I'm spurting them out with clouds of herb in my mouth
But my anxiety been getting the best of me
So the liquor the recipe when I'm working a crowd
Searching for nouns, trying to get in writing
Writers block tighten its grip on the vice
When I'm picking up my pens
When I was in the thick of shit, it was officially frighting
But damn, man, it elevated my craft
I'm back, way better raps than I made in the past
I thrash, give better tracks when I'm angry and mad
Now I slave till I crack, until I'm raising my flag
And staying clear of the foes, fuck boys - better cut 'em off
You ain't with the cause? Abscond or get the Thunder Force
You ass backwards degenerate rappers
I'm controlling my shit, these cattle they lack masters
[Chorus]
Lord, forgive me for all I lost living
In the mausoleum of gritty Gotham City
Where your dreams come to rise or die
And get buried under glare of the diamond's shine
I said lord, forgive me for all I lost living
In the mausoleum of gritty Gotham City
Free my dreams, go to rise to fly
'Fore they buried under glare of the diamond's shine
[Verse 2]
Life's short, we live and we die
Some aim for money and fame, that's they mission, but I
Came hungry, the game gon' submit and comply
Ain't quiting till home the throne and I'm sitting up high
Sticking rappers in the skillet to fry
Kill 'em, keep a pen on my side for when they skeletons rise
Claiming spitter but mics arrive and they dip and they dive
Fly away to hide on islands can't even Gilligan find
They silly, they spine been missing since beginning time
They idiot pride ridiculous, it killing my vibe
That's real, what the deal, been busy spinning my wheels
So where the fortune, the fame, the most expensivist meals
Folks they live your ears tryna persuade you
But I ain't falling for lame dudes in suede shoes
Fuck a whip if mean getting whipped
I'd rather pay dues than play games faced with slave rules
Shit twisted so I'm twisted
The spliff a gift when it enter my system
Both ass cheeks, you can kiss em if you thinking I'm tripping
I'm tripping, Lucy got me loose in the solar system
My sole ambition is colder spitting till gums froze and splitting
Like molars missing licking snow cones on polar missions
I'm rolling with whole divisions of soldier henchmen that known for tripping
The minute they nose exposed to the Folgers dripping
So get to colon kissing
Hit a bong, then spit a song, then wait patiently to get shitted on
It's been a long hard journey to dope skills
So hold still, your grill perfect to get my spittle on
I feel no need to get along
So skittle on 'fore your pants drenched with piddle ponds
Go back to bridges and killing kids if the riddle wrong
Loner with friends and a little song, so sing along
[Chorus]
Lord, forgive me for all I lost living
In the mausoleum of gritty Gotham City
Where your dreams come to rise or die
And get buried under glare of the diamond's shine
I said lord, forgive me for all I lost living
In the mausoleum of gritty Gotham City
Free my dreams, go to rise to fly
'Fore they buried under glare of the diamond's shine
Lord, forgive me for all I lost living
In the mausoleum of gritty Gotham City
Where your dreams come to rise or die
And get buried under glare of the diamond's shine
I said lord, forgive me for all I lost living
In the mausoleum of gritty Gotham City
Free my dreams, go to rise to fly
'Fore they buried under glare of the diamond's shine
credits
released May 10, 2019
Written by MADic
Produced by MADic
Recorded by Chris Gibney at Big Yellow Duck
Mixed by MADic
Mastered by Brian Newell (benewmusic.com)
Artwork by Elizabeth Bello (elizabethbello.com)
