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elijah kyle - worldwide cypher lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, ek (samad cook it up yer)
yeah, it’s hard to gamble with a person who’s got nothin’ to lose
inside a fabricated industry of marketin’ fools
projectin’ hatred on each other like we can’t all win
switchin’ jerseys every season, word to j. r. smith
h+llo internet, you’ve probably never heard of the kid
i don’t need to rap fast or come to wreck when i spit
i see a lot of y’all are watchin’ my moves but don’t support
but all of my statistics are moving across the boards
boundaries often broken every time i relеase
and i don’t speak on instrumentals, they be speakin’ to me
people want to see you doin’ good, just never great
handle bars that go over their head but you are stuck in place
yeah, resurrect like machiavelli
blood don’t always mean we family
cemetery full of adversaries
sh+t is scary, we seek love, become addicted to the likes
but wonder why when we log off, all we feel is empty
ain’t no need for validation from n0body else, love yourself
everybody want to see you doin’ good, just never great
never hesitate to put another person in their place
practice what you preach
i swear this internet only f+ckin’ fake

[verse 2]
yeah, only got one life to live and 1000 ways to die
when i’m gone, burn my body, throw my ashes in the sky
feel like marty, tryna dodge all these political ties
a superficial california lifestyle, good try
ain’t no hate inside my heart but i’m pleading the fifth
last person who came at me got thrown through a fence, true story
tryna shoot my shot but not like ‘tori
melatonin got me groggy, 4 am up in the mornin’
tryna figure out the next move that i make
give y’all 40 straight, sorry you can’t keep up with my pace
follow on my page, followin’ my plans, market all the things i tweet
tryna copy, you’re a clone except you’ll never be like me
b+tch, i’m too alive
haters tellin’ me to k!ll myself
it’s crazy, i’ll be dead inside
fake mass blend in to hide your femininity
do drugs, fake your image for masculinity
never had the fronts to round up all these mini me’s
jealousy’s contagious like the government’s back scenes
steady climbin’ on my way to the top
and you’re a fan if you listen to every song that i drop, yeah

[verse 3]
look, this is nothing more than power moves
power steerin’, switchin’ over genres, that’s just how i move
edge a kid with every syllable that my saliva spews
sonically, there ain’t no similarities (yeah) for me and you
all the shots you shootin’ at me only gave me ammunition
load my clip of self+expression, now you hollow right inside
and your so full of yourself, i don’t get it
the loudest people in the room are usually the one’s who hate the person they’re becomin’
soul is but my heart is intact still
carry a lot of baggage, gettin’ harder to stand still
constantly in an uphill battle with my brain, avalanche on all sides
why these critics got hollow tips for days?
usin’ misinterpretations and the [?] for bullets
that ricochet on innocent artists that never get a two lip bar
a rose until they’re gone and they’re music is in the wind
this song’s for any f+cking artist, a person that’s growing
[?] losin’ faith in the product, they [?] but never fold
they don’t let me in, i’ll kick down the door, that’s no biggie
track 4, demonstrate the deconstruct the greatest 16
a lot of folks are watchin’ all my moves
i see through you like a split+screen

[verse 4]
[?] young but takin’ over the game
people try to take advantage ’cause they look at my age
“i’m just a marketin’ game”
you don’t care about my family or the person i am
money’s the only f+ckin’ time you’re ever shakin’ my hand
yeah, it’s sad but true
it’s hard to trust in other people when the only time they talk to me
is when they want a favor or something to gain
remember askin’ for a feature, i hurt and just leave in a wake
it’s kinda sad people don’t wave these days
oh your ego’s through the roof but you’re payin’ for plays
family isn’t always blood and sh+t, i learned that quick
i go to war for my brothers and my homie, blitz
it’s kinda crazy that we met from these reactions and sh+t
and now the biggest f+ckin’ people want to react to our sh+t
been a long time comin’, we deserve the advance
a lot of rappers went ghost at the blood on my hands
two juggernauts together, best duo in the game
we don’t do it for the fame, we’re just tryna maintain
put food up on the plates for the ones that we love
let these critics crucify us, only god can judge, yeah

- elijah kyle lyrics

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