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I want to win. At all costs
Till any son of a bitch that snubbed the kid is long gone
And every fucking sin on my bucket list is crossed off
Iâm an all-star on a loaded roster, But got off to a false start
And then stalled in the wrong ballpark, Had a major shot, played to a strong draw
But I was Xâd out. Probable Kaws? Art
I ainât just good, kid, Iâm the top dog with a loud bark
When I want a moment of silence⦠Iâll ask you what my flaws are
And in the end, niggas post up frozen like Narduwar
Odd ball with the flow, poser bros get exposed
As popular frauds who only come with an image, Don Jon
Sharkeisha. Period, If thereâs blood in the water, I drop jaws
An ensemble thatâs authentic
Cast as non-credited extras in the Hip Hop documentary yawn-a-thon
So Iâm here to re-edit, embed it with everything that my squad is on
Preventive measures are taken, so thereâs a bar lost
My competitive natureâs mistaken for hate, I caught yâall
Big fish in a small-pond niggas singing our
Swan song
Isnât this typical? Itâs all our fault
So, witness the business move as they outlaw salt
When favors were called on, in a pinch, thatâs all yâall brought to the mix
So now history is just false by default
With the industryâs trickery and them broad lies are bought
But the sense for vengeance within meâs killing me, I oughta find the resolve to let it go
[HOOK]
Thereâs nothing you can do that canât be done
Thereâs nothing you can win that canât be won
Donât want it anymore, so I gotta let it go
Thereâs nothing you can sing that canât be sung
Thereâs nothing you can bring that canât be brung
Donât want it anymore, so I gotta let it go of my competitive nature
I gotta let it go of my competitive nature
I canât make you love me - no!
I gotta let it go of my competitive nature
I gotta let it go of my competitive nature
See, everybody wanna be the best - and do none of the work
Leave you to cook dinner then come for the desert
Well thereâs nothing they can do that I canât, but that doesnât work in reverse
Ainât another person on earth this versatile when I turn a verse
I let Polymer serve the purpose to further confirm these terms, but it wonât -
Cause sheep think everyoneâs the GOAT - ya heard?
And the herd has heard of me, but they never heard me and itâs tragic
This urban legend gets censored âpress has cursed me with a past
And Iâm banned, because the word âveteranâ is the dirtiest in rap/
And then with my level of longevity - Never tires when I kick the facts
They reinvent the wheel â Auto-Tune it to fix a flat
In single comparison - Letâs mix and match â
Dig the pattern: When they get to smoke, theyâll take 2 hits and pass
But by the metronome, niggasâll get two clicks and gasp
With no breath control, Theyâre a vegetable
These pussy liars get put up on a pedestal, Expect that Tone average 6 bars in a breath
And itâs a spectacle, Shitâs off the wall, like it was a Pettis blow
Tell me you heard somebody, better duke! Dead it dude!
The best technical rapper alive â What do I gain? From it?
Iâll comfortably say, âNothingâ when it comes to the paying public
If someone with cake does it, itâs suddenly gangbusters
So, fuck who you name, buddy, whoâs buzzingâll change hundreds
Of times, Itâs a case study â if one of us gains love
Weâre divided, we chase money, become what we hate for something we like
I used to watch these awards shows with tears in my eyes
Cause I was supposed to be there in my mind
And here were these guys whoâd appear overnight, thatâd be stealing my shine
And I had spent so many years of my time, recording and performing
And writing lyrics since 9, shit my career was my life
So, failure was death, son Iâd only disappear if I die
Weâre talking serious drive - off of a cliff
No partner assist. No inept investors who were steering him wide
You hearing them rhymes? Shit is clearly a crime â theyâre scarier live
So, when some other peer would get signed
And it would spear me inside, stressed and depressed behind the veneer of the smile
But I have to face the facts so let me put a mirror to mine
My fear is to lie - in a coffin, After Iâd accomplished
Only a fraction of my thoughts and feel cheated of all my progress
So cheer me on till the funeral. Here we are in the rawness:
See those who have what you want, did what you knew could do
But couldnât cause it wouldnât be true to you
You donât wanna make music for douchey dudes? Then do whatever suits you is cool
But the proofâs in the putting, you moved in them shoes
HARDCORE. The most brutal music is fueled by the truth
If thereâs an improvement to you - then money who in the fuck are you losing to?
So, test your limits and pursue the goals that you control
The next assertion about winning shit that you should know -
Is success will determine if Iâm driven or delusional
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Broken arrow good for nothing when there's nothing left to slay
Let these torn and tattered close impose their stories on the stains
Oh, they're aiming for me now
They want proof I know my way around a bow & arrow
Let these torn and tattered close impose their stories on the stains