I'm on the other side of the stone wall
Hope I could break through be the one that you admire
I just wanna be like David Blaine on TV spitting fire
Now I'm so sick and tired surrounded by these liars
All these f**kboys analyzing my attire
They say the beats are banging but they never fit the market
They say rap overall probably should've started
Let alone the fact that you don't rap the language
The list of reasons not to do it seems endless
I see my classmates living life driving cars
I'm in the lab mixing tracks and just rhyming bars
Enough of being pushed around
I will bury all your curses to the ground
I'm so tired of what u say I'm so tired of being down
I will bury all your curses to the ground
And I'ma piss on it
Where you at slows you down
The city ain't got love and you know it now
How you gon' put your music out on retail
How you gon' read and not reply my email
Everything turns cliche these days
So they shut doors down no room for leeway
Better watch the way that you gon' talk to me it's properly
Cos I don't have the time to come around and have you stopping me
I really need to feed the fam and selling beats is part of the plan
You see me stressing out of breath but screw the rest its harder to stand
The fact that we just play the game according to the deck of cards
I didn't come this far just to come this far
Enough of being pushed around
I will bury all your curses to the ground
I'm so tired of what u say I'm so tired of being down
I will bury all your curses to the ground
And I'ma piss on it
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I'm on the other side of the stone wall
Hope I could break through be the one that you admire
I just wanna be like David Blaine on TV spitting fire
Now I'm so sick and tired surrounded by these liars
All these f**kboys analyzing my attire
They say the beats are banging but they never fit the market
They say rap overall probably should've started
Let alone the fact that you don't rap the language
The list of reasons not to do it seems endless
I see my classmates living life driving cars
I'm in the lab mixing tracks and just rhyming bars
Enough of being pushed around
I will bury all your curses to the ground
I'm so tired of what u say I'm so tired of being down
I will bury all your curses to the ground
And I'ma piss on it
Where you at slows you down
The city ain't got love and you know it now
How you gon' put your music out on retail
How you gon' read and not reply my email
Everything turns cliche these days
So they shut doors down no room for leeway
Better watch the way that you gon' talk to me it's properly
Cos I don't have the time to come around and have you stopping me
I really need to feed the fam and selling beats is part of the plan
You see me stressing out of breath but screw the rest its harder to stand
The fact that we just play the game according to the deck of cards
I didn't come this far just to come this far
Enough of being pushed around
I will bury all your curses to the ground
I'm so tired of what u say I'm so tired of being down
I will bury all your curses to the ground
And I'ma piss on it
Hope I could break through be the one that you admire
I just wanna be like David Blaine on TV spitting fire
Now I'm so sick and tired surrounded by these liars
All these f**kboys analyzing my attire
They say the beats are banging but they never fit the market
They say rap overall probably should've started
Let alone the fact that you don't rap the language
The list of reasons not to do it seems endless
I see my classmates living life driving cars
I'm in the lab mixing tracks and just rhyming bars
Enough of being pushed around
I will bury all your curses to the ground
I'm so tired of what u say I'm so tired of being down
I will bury all your curses to the ground
And I'ma piss on it
Where you at slows you down
The city ain't got love and you know it now
How you gon' put your music out on retail
How you gon' read and not reply my email
Everything turns cliche these days
So they shut doors down no room for leeway
Better watch the way that you gon' talk to me it's properly
Cos I don't have the time to come around and have you stopping me
I really need to feed the fam and selling beats is part of the plan
You see me stressing out of breath but screw the rest its harder to stand
The fact that we just play the game according to the deck of cards
I didn't come this far just to come this far
Enough of being pushed around
I will bury all your curses to the ground
I'm so tired of what u say I'm so tired of being down
I will bury all your curses to the ground
And I'ma piss on it