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Blvck Spider - Written Rhymes Lyrics



Blvck Spider - Written Rhymes Lyrics




I remember my high school days I had a lot to say
Now I'm here to say what I had written down

Once upon a time
My borderline left me to refine
Whatever I had to write
In between every line
Was a scheme ready to ignite
All the haters that applied pressure in my life

So this is why I rise everyday to spit on the mic
My lyrical rhymes can penetrate every mind
The pen that I write with is a blade that I grind
I'm the illest kind without a brain to kill time

Click clack
That's the sound of my pen
I got thousands of rounds for every men
That always had the doubt to be friends
You bunch of clowns put me in the ground in 2010
That is when I found hip hop again
Nas, Big, Pac and Em
This a slaughterhouse yea I recommend you step out before I put an end
To you, ima Crook with a knife out I mean a mic on my hand
Yea and that's how it all began

There's lot of things on my mind
This is why I got to write
I had this hunger kept Inside
I won't stop till I die

Everybody wana steal my shine
You don't ever wana cross my line
I got symptoms that multiply
Just like my written rhymes


I was dealing with hate
At the end of the hallway
Like always, They were throwing me shade
But I was standing tall anyway
When they all called me names
I never walked away when they were all in my face

Yo I couldn't control, the lethal rhymes that I wrote
Im so evil to the people treating me as a joke
I got an ego that's in beast mode like G.I Joe
This latino reppin east coast yea ima psycho

So what's the point of writing
If you ain't got a pen made from BIC
Every day I feel like B.I.G
Sitting in my throne yea its VIP
You don't even need to see ID
Yea maybe you should mind your BIZ

Yea i D.I.D get bullied every single week
Where is all the beef that yall never started
Yall got no degree but I'm the one thats cold hearted
My enemies were saying names to me
Through their fake teeth like they were all retarded

When I was being poked I felt the pressure
Everytime I got provoked my circle became lesser
I always wrote with the pen that I had in my dresser
Ima fire man cuz I can put you out and leave you on a stretcher

I write heavy with a quill
I can't hold my pen still
I'm at the top like king of the hill
Who wana battle me for real
I got no chill this is no drill
You gon pay the price like a phone bill


There's lot of things on my mind
This is why I got to write
I had this hunger kept Inside
I won't stop till I die

Everybody wana steal my shine
You don't ever wana cross my line
I got symptoms that multiply
Just like my written rhymes
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English

I remember my high school days I had a lot to say
Now I'm here to say what I had written down

Once upon a time
My borderline left me to refine
Whatever I had to write
In between every line
Was a scheme ready to ignite
All the haters that applied pressure in my life

So this is why I rise everyday to spit on the mic
My lyrical rhymes can penetrate every mind
The pen that I write with is a blade that I grind
I'm the illest kind without a brain to kill time

Click clack
That's the sound of my pen
I got thousands of rounds for every men
That always had the doubt to be friends
You bunch of clowns put me in the ground in 2010
That is when I found hip hop again
Nas, Big, Pac and Em
This a slaughterhouse yea I recommend you step out before I put an end
To you, ima Crook with a knife out I mean a mic on my hand
Yea and that's how it all began

There's lot of things on my mind
This is why I got to write
I had this hunger kept Inside
I won't stop till I die

Everybody wana steal my shine
You don't ever wana cross my line
I got symptoms that multiply
Just like my written rhymes


I was dealing with hate
At the end of the hallway
Like always, They were throwing me shade
But I was standing tall anyway
When they all called me names
I never walked away when they were all in my face

Yo I couldn't control, the lethal rhymes that I wrote
Im so evil to the people treating me as a joke
I got an ego that's in beast mode like G.I Joe
This latino reppin east coast yea ima psycho

So what's the point of writing
If you ain't got a pen made from BIC
Every day I feel like B.I.G
Sitting in my throne yea its VIP
You don't even need to see ID
Yea maybe you should mind your BIZ

Yea i D.I.D get bullied every single week
Where is all the beef that yall never started
Yall got no degree but I'm the one thats cold hearted
My enemies were saying names to me
Through their fake teeth like they were all retarded

When I was being poked I felt the pressure
Everytime I got provoked my circle became lesser
I always wrote with the pen that I had in my dresser
Ima fire man cuz I can put you out and leave you on a stretcher

I write heavy with a quill
I can't hold my pen still
I'm at the top like king of the hill
Who wana battle me for real
I got no chill this is no drill
You gon pay the price like a phone bill


There's lot of things on my mind
This is why I got to write
I had this hunger kept Inside
I won't stop till I die

Everybody wana steal my shine
You don't ever wana cross my line
I got symptoms that multiply
Just like my written rhymes
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Performed By: Blvck Spider
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Blvck Spider
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