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static – the name is lyrics

(verse 1)
the beat is what i’m hungry for
shook to the earth to it cores, just a kid trying to achieve his dream
yelling at god, to bring down that light beam
it ain’t what it seems
might just be the kid that bring light into the darkness that been plaguing my city
for a couple of decades, been a minute since we had a real one
time for the dumb-sses to put down the guns
preach to the m-sses,having fun while i’m still under the sun
people want beef, scared of the truth
gonna get myself that coupe, gonna get my mama them boots
tired of livin’ in sh-tty conditions
with my pen, hold down the first position
wealth wasn’t always in the family
well, now it is
good to have riches
mind still uninfected by the b-tches
curbing these snakes
y’all need to put on the brakes
no, i won’t stay the night, i don’t wanna have to put up a fight
the minute you said it was on sight
you were in my scope
walking on tightropes
taking all risks, adding names to my hit-list
ignorance is bliss, i refuse to succ-mb to the demons
us kids need to focus on squeezing lemons
to try to bring that profit
car accidents occur on a regular basis
we tryna’ to f-ck wit people who don’t even like us
half the city are bigots
the others are just whiny b-tches who always talk about about progress
but, don’t do a whole lot of it
hypocrites, i say
the bullsh-t that got us playing the sidelines
we commit crimes, but don’t do the time
f-ck is up with that
nothing new though, our world been took over by hoes
who keep wanting more, tears pour out when i speak my mind
that’s how i was design by god, not meant to take the bait of a fishing rod
straight down the road of success, mold my wiseness into intelligence
unable to comprehend what y’all be saying
lend your flow to couple of musical giants
don’t expect to get nun back
cause nowadays the world’s on crack, all about that revenue
and being on cue
consistency is key, the music industry is modern-day slavery
ain’t no joke, if you ask me, half of these rappers on c-ke
tryna’ to control their mentality, attend these parties
f-cking celebrities, need that coverage from tmz
the attention can’t stop, the tension rises
they finna’ call the cops, drag my -ss to court
know that i can’t hold down the fort
all by myself, that’s the cost of fame
i refuse to be slave
the name is $tatic
remember that
remember that

(verse 2)
you call yourself the greatest?
only known for one hit
a year ago, you were a beggar
now everybody like your flow, you the biggest rapper
but the taxes need to get paid, so when the irs raid
there ain’t no he said, she said
just you
i don’t follow rules, i make em
my presence been prominent since the day i declared myself independent
i rap just to laugh at the c-cksuckers that claim i’m wack
but be on my n-ts-ck, when i go platinum, with minimum effort
hoes wanna dig in your pocket
only got one person in my pocket
that’s my mom
how you a con man but steady gettin finesse
you need to talk less
talk is cheap
don’t play deep if you finna drown
real rappers been pushed down and came back up
i’m throwing out songs like pocket change
you saving your so-called best to make sure your career don’t fade
half of the time, the most hype leads to fruits that are unripe
we swarm around forbidden fruits
but refuse to face the truth
i’m staying within my roots
eventually, things fall apart
until then, i’m outselling walmart
you got the bricks, no blue print
don’t tell me you on sh-t
when i got the wrecking ball to smash your career into pieces
the rap game is a puzzle
you either know or confused
i’m repping for the people with short fuse
for the rappers that try to diss me, i’m amused

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