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poetic mind - actors? lyrics

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[verse one: poetic mind]

it’s funny how these rappers sayin “man these rappers lame”
but in reality they just spittin’ the same thang
like how do you expect, respect when you on the same page
i choose my own chapter switchin’ threw the page mane
if you listen closely, you could hear the same thang
how they boast, when they rap fast just another cadence
mulits, emotion an wordplay that is my language
they tryna speak up on my name which
really they just nufin’
just a bunch of words put together as they bluffin/
it’s a bad look for yourdelf
resurrect your inner self
how they underestimate me as a rapper with laughter
but it’s funny
cuz i got the spirit of pac
mixed with the pen of prodigy
it just got to be, a prophecy
cuz my spirit is in my lyrics so u feel me
all these rappers talkin’ but i ain’t hearin’ it
then they rap about how they so lyrical, i ain’t feelin’ it
cuz i swear i’ve heard that from the weakest link/weakest url
it’s like they writing on the pad with invisible ink
one second you thought you had it, then a disappears/diss appears
i feel like i’m a lion
left up in my thrown and i’m king
it’s like i’m mufasa with the pen
then these cats wanna start a stampede
they comically -ss and can’t stan lee/stand me
but these cats they be lying dunn
but what’s a cat to a lion son
they say death catches up, but i’m sprintin to the finish line
that’s i keep it real between each finished lines
it’s crazy how things change with time
listen to old skool, then listen to the new rhymes
we may be under the underground
but we always prepared to nuke em’
they don’t understand our music it just goes right threw em’
they rappers must be drunk man they throwin shots
acting like they high, but they slinging cracked rocks
and that’s a cracked spot
it’s funny how these dudes offer negativity as feedback
well i need that
my aggression got an appet-te an negativity can feed that
my bars are like record player when i’m done wit dat
wishin you could put it on repeat, then run it back
i pack heat with my bars cuz this world so cold
people hide there true ident-ty behind a fake story told
i may be an 90’s baby but i’m feelin like an 80s one
packing knowledge weighting eighty tons
it’s crazy dunn
my mind is ahead of time do you rem brain?/membrane
thoughts shoot into your dome like a de-railed train
poetical prophet straight injected into my vein
i’m too alive to be dead even when my last bref
they hatin on me but then wonderin what’s next..



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