Magery

Описание: Am i a writer or just another imitator
of what goes on the inter-net
am i born to rap?
Man i scorn this crap
of self-doubt, i'm hellbound
in an open cell now
Is this earth or hell? coz i can't tell
aint got no penpal, now my pen's my only pal
they should have never ever
fuckin taught me how to spell
now watch me cast a spell
and just jump out this well
i mean i might as well
man i storm through walls of bricks
but cool my tonsils have been fixed
to spit, i sponsor my own shit
so fuckin buy it don't just rip
i'll show you all the tricks
like the ones in politics
where dudes with smaller dicks
voted to make their wallets thick
keep it for awhile
and let their children squander it
or maybe i'm just jealous yeah that should be legit
coz if i was a rich man son i'd buy big damn gun
and have some weekend fun watching bitches run

every time someone says "what's up?" (x4)
I say "look up to the sky, it's me, i'm wassup"

now my mind's corrupt all these lines wired up
it can be tiresome when aligning em
all my time i spend tryna find a diamond
in a mountain of cancelled ideas on my pad
worse than a cancer virus i'm bad
just like Schwarzenegger yeah i'm back
i didn't have to finish y'all know that
is this kanye's flow time to throw that
yeah i'm back to being me
man i do got the faculty
to come effect you easily
when i'm just rapping casually
I slept with destiny
and now she always willingly
will come and give me shit i need
to put me on a winning streak
I'm so full of wit
your bitch is always full of dicks
you must be a lunatic
coz i ain't fuckin losing kid
I'm fuckin losing it
my brain's got no screws in it
the way i got my views painted
proves the world is fucked and i aint savin it
yeah this lane is blocked by zion jews aint it
i swore that i aint choosing it
but pockets dry, refuse to quit
damn i'm fuckin planting jewels in this
rhymes that's why it's luminous
i’m dying to make it lucrative
look and leave
if you try to fuckin cook a beef
I'll spin faster than booker t
and leave you with some crooked teeth
who could see?
that an indian mc from sg
would be the next one
killin it so brutally like bruce lee
get used to me
like usury i'm here to fuck everybody
from A to Z this ain't rap yo it's magery
imagery of hundred hunnies or hunters chasing me
aint change or fazing me
from what i aim or came to be
replay this shit
but if my tune still plays in your head
after my song is dead i guess that's what we call plagiary
razor leafs
that's what they're calling every piece
of my written sheet
they say it's some wicked shit
it's known to slay emcees

every time someone says "what's up?" (x4)
I say "look up to the sky, it's me, i'm wassup"

the next time someone says "what's up?"
tell em "look up in the sky, that's Aris, he's wassup"