gone_5zwt_009c - great bars of fire (dfuob7 entry) lyrics
[produced by swizzz]
i’m about to be a one-take wonder
the contest regulations said i must stay under
two minutes or so, so i’mma give it a go, cause when i pillage a flow, you know the drums stay plundered
that means n-body else can rock with them or use them or even find them cause they’ve all been stolen
hold it!
now i sound like yelawolf and rittz; i’m just wearing the stereotype that y’all been holding
white rappers are seen in three ways
that’s another eminem, a geek, or cliche
taking vanilla ice and repeating what he say
with clothes that look like i should be in green day
now, wouldn’t that be a convenient speedway
if i followed the stereotypes he or she made?
i need to be straight – please don’t defame
my need to create and my decent street game
cause i
spit bars like broken t–th in a hockey fight
i’m so cold like frozen meat in a block of ice
like i hit tyson straight in the face and left him shaking in place, i am totally gonna rock the mic (mike)
you got nothing over me but a lot of height
like the military, i’m overseas and i gotta fight
cause i’m in foreign territory, and i’m sparring with -ssurance that the scorers all don’t believe in the archetype
i am not another country b-m or white trash; i ain’t here to spit tobacco juice
no confederate flags, spam, or rusty trucks; i might snap if i’m hearing this, and that’s the truth!
i k!ll emcees! no, that’s not literal
half the stuff now that’s supposed to shock’s typical
apparently, lyrical murder isn’t enough; you actually have to walk around toting glocks – pitiful!
bang!
and i shoot through the stereo, k!ll ’em like terio, look at him, there he go!
running with my woes like i’m from ontario; i’m on a quest, so man, what’s the scenario?
i guess rap is in a california dry spell
but since i’m around, then how could i tell?
i am out of this world; i’m an alien who fell out of his sp-ceship and this is where i fell
i’m gonna slow the roller coaster’s forward motion some
i know the ropes; i’ll hold my course and know i’ll overcome
and those who hope to slow this boulder’s roll, i only hope it bowls you over so your nose is broken, swollen, showing blood
man, i hate how these people wanna define genres; forget that – i make music
and if you got talent and p-ssion, then just like shia labeouf, i say do it!
stop trying to label everything! i like what i like; i don’t -ssign names to it
but if i hear “it’s pop” or “it’s rap” or “it’s rock” or anything else, i may lose it!
all i can say is i better be named the first
cause being awesome every day’s tough work
i’m the only one who’s handling his own in this compet-tion whose lyrics have never contained cuss words
i’m done, man, word up and god bless
i got one of the top five verses if not best
i think i’m at least an encouraging prospect
dfuob7, i finally murdered that contest!
gone!
yesss!
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