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skiddelz - monte vista lyrics

(intro)
what? why you always asking me to rap?
it’s so annoying. it bothers me! +sighs+ y’know what?
this goes out to all the kids in monte vista
alright, here we go

(verse 1)
yo, i’m done with the clowns at monte vista high
every day, they beg and cry, like i’m their private spotify
“yo, spit a verse! c’mon, do it for me!”
like i’m a jukebox rapper, always playing for free
this ain’t for the fame, and it ain’t for the hype
tired of these wannabe fans, treating rap like a type
“you got bars? prove it! show me what you got!”
but they don’t even listеn, just beggin’ a lot

(chorus)
enough’s enough, yo, i’m reaching thе brink
you got my rap flow tapped, like i’m your personal shrink
don’t ask me to spit unless you’re bringing respect
or watch how my pen leaves your ego checked

(verse 2)
i walk down the hall, and they swarm like flies
“come on, man, freestyle, we need our supply!”
what, am i entertainment? a performer on cue?
you think i owe you verses? man, i got better to do
i craft these words; i spend time on my grind
while you freeload and act like my sk!lls are a crime
i’m no puppet, no marionette, pulling my strings
got talent, got drive, and i aim for big things
(chorus)
enough’s enough, yo, i’m reaching the brink
you got my rap flow tapped, like i’m your personal shrink
don’t ask me to spit unless you’re bringing respect
or watch how my pen leaves your ego checked

(bridge)
this art ain’t a toy, and my craft ain’t for show
each line’s got a purpose; this talent, i grow
so take a seat, monte vista, hear me out loud:
my lyrics aren’t playthings for your needy crowd

(verse 3)
this goes for every kid with their hand in my face
thinking my rhymes are theirs to chase
my passion’s my purpose, my flow is my fight
and if you can’t get that, man, go fly a kite
i’m writing these lines for me, not for you
so back up with your “rap requests”—i’m through
if you ain’t with the struggle, don’t ask for the ride
respect the hustle, or step aside

(bridge)
next time you approach, better think twice
this talent ain’t cheap, and i don’t spit for price
i’m done with the fakes, and the crowd i outgrew—
monte vista, i’m talking to you
(verse 4)
they think i’m their clown, but i’m sick of the show
got my mind on the future, y’all stuck in the flow
you wanna see talent? then go put in the work
instead of standing around like a bunch of jerks
you can’t get respect by just asking for a show
you gotta build your own name, let the real sk!lls grow
but y’all stay lazy, acting like i owe
you can’t keep draining my energy, bro

(chorus)
enough’s enough, yo, i’m reaching the brink
you got my rap flow tapped, like i’m your personal shrink
don’t ask me to spit unless you’re bringing respect
or watch how my pen leaves your ego checked

(verse 5)
yo, i ain’t your circus act, i’m a force in this game
you just wanna hear bars, but forget my name
you think i’m a joke? think again, fam
i’m writing my future while you sit on the lam
you want the fire? but don’t even know the spark
i’ve been grinding for years, you just started in the dark
i ain’t spitting for y’all, i’m spitting for me
and if you don’t get it, take a step back and see
(verse 6)
stop with the “yo, rap this!”—it’s getting real old
this ain’t no freestyle factory, the story’s been told
you want heat? then make it on your own
but you’re too busy fronting like you’re all alone
you’re out here beggin’, i’m out here building
crafting my craft, my dreams, i’m chilling
your hunger ain’t real if you don’t wanna grind
you just looking for handouts, while i’m way out of your mind

(verse 7)
i’m running the game, i’m setting the pace
you can’t keep up, you’re stuck in last place
you want the quick fame but can’t handle the heat
you think this is easy? try taking the seat
this isn’t a joke, this isn’t for laughs
you need work, i’m putting in the math
stop asking for favors, it’s time you paid dues
i’m on a whole other level, while you’re stuck with the blues

(verse 8)
so next time you think to ask me to rhyme
remember this track, and take some time
you’re not entitled, you’re not owed a thing
i’ll leave you behind while i spread my wings
i’m sick of the noise, sick of the requests
trying to use me like i’m some kind of guest
so take a step back, stop acting so pressed
when i drop these bars, you know i’m the best
enough’s enough, i said what i said
i ain’t your personal rapper, so go to bed
monte vista, you’ll know when i’m through
this track’s for the ones who think i’m here for you

(outro)
haha.. i’m just playing, monte vista students. you know i love you all!

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