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Legend24
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Waiting behind the curtains for a bit of exposure
Ready to step into the game like a 9th inning closer
Relieve the pressure as I start to set-up my pitches
To the various labels but their only interest is ?
Targeting drones to control, looking for dogs to walk
Not me, I'm planting my charges, leaving the game shell shocked
Leavin no door unlocked, I'm exposing their secrets
Stripping everybody naked, disclosing their weakness
I've laid dormant for too long, volcanic eruption
In this place when I break through and dismantle your function
Blow the roof off your junction for supressing my thoughts
Record execs tryna mould me into something I'm not
I don't write for your approval, I spit cause I'm ?
Slits on the wrists can't solve this, I tried and I missed
Lines on my fists from fights, tryna prove that I'm gangsta
I guess my truth to what they was asking for wasn't the answer
Cause everytime I go to speak, I'm causing conflicts
Selling jack ? while platinum artists be talking nonsense
Who's the hottest? Greatest rapper alive?
Talking ? bout million dollar mansions, barely getting by
How you gon claim gutter on the same track your wrists glistenin
Dropping cash in your videos hoping your fans ain't listenin
Praying they don't pick up on your contradictions
Autobiographies turned to fiction, what the ? am I missing?
I write til my pen dies, but your lyrics are written by ghosts
Invisible pens and ink can't be detected by most
Fans so caught up in the hooks that they bite and they choke
Reeled in by the master, gutted on boats
Stripped of their hearts and organs, left as a soul less entity
No mind of their own, that's the way that it's meant to be
The corporate brains use you to maximize their profits
Millions of their fishes flock to cop it
They pop, lock and drop it while bills line suit pockets
Instead of peeping what Tupac did, kids root for hot topics
Talkin ? like TIP snitchin, what's Weezy sayin in prison?
Attempts to drop knowledge prove to be inefficient
Sharks far from non-existant but not as prevalent as the fishes
As opposed to catchin them, letting 'em digest me is the mission
Hoping my message digs deep as they swallow the truth
Acknowledge the proof, expose the hollowest booths
That these MCs spit from, they lack proper substance
But never hungry cause they fat, too outta shape to run this
Game. So I'm here to slim down its figure
Cut off all the excess, tone up, muscles a little bigger
Expose what's underneath, a sick pac is the abdomen
Rakim, the legs of the game, that's where the calves come in
Throw a bit of Nas and Jay cause the biceps do the heavy lifting
Label heads too disconnected, so it's a dome that we're missing.
http://community.allhiphop.com/showthread.php?52120-No-remorse
http://community.allhiphop.com/showthread.php?49766-more-randomicity
Comments are appreciated. Enjoy...
Ready to step into the game like a 9th inning closer
Relieve the pressure as I start to set-up my pitches
To the various labels but their only interest is ?
Targeting drones to control, looking for dogs to walk
Not me, I'm planting my charges, leaving the game shell shocked
Leavin no door unlocked, I'm exposing their secrets
Stripping everybody naked, disclosing their weakness
I've laid dormant for too long, volcanic eruption
In this place when I break through and dismantle your function
Blow the roof off your junction for supressing my thoughts
Record execs tryna mould me into something I'm not
I don't write for your approval, I spit cause I'm ?
Slits on the wrists can't solve this, I tried and I missed
Lines on my fists from fights, tryna prove that I'm gangsta
I guess my truth to what they was asking for wasn't the answer
Cause everytime I go to speak, I'm causing conflicts
Selling jack ? while platinum artists be talking nonsense
Who's the hottest? Greatest rapper alive?
Talking ? bout million dollar mansions, barely getting by
How you gon claim gutter on the same track your wrists glistenin
Dropping cash in your videos hoping your fans ain't listenin
Praying they don't pick up on your contradictions
Autobiographies turned to fiction, what the ? am I missing?
I write til my pen dies, but your lyrics are written by ghosts
Invisible pens and ink can't be detected by most
Fans so caught up in the hooks that they bite and they choke
Reeled in by the master, gutted on boats
Stripped of their hearts and organs, left as a soul less entity
No mind of their own, that's the way that it's meant to be
The corporate brains use you to maximize their profits
Millions of their fishes flock to cop it
They pop, lock and drop it while bills line suit pockets
Instead of peeping what Tupac did, kids root for hot topics
Talkin ? like TIP snitchin, what's Weezy sayin in prison?
Attempts to drop knowledge prove to be inefficient
Sharks far from non-existant but not as prevalent as the fishes
As opposed to catchin them, letting 'em digest me is the mission
Hoping my message digs deep as they swallow the truth
Acknowledge the proof, expose the hollowest booths
That these MCs spit from, they lack proper substance
But never hungry cause they fat, too outta shape to run this
Game. So I'm here to slim down its figure
Cut off all the excess, tone up, muscles a little bigger
Expose what's underneath, a sick pac is the abdomen
Rakim, the legs of the game, that's where the calves come in
Throw a bit of Nas and Jay cause the biceps do the heavy lifting
Label heads too disconnected, so it's a dome that we're missing.
http://community.allhiphop.com/showthread.php?52120-No-remorse
http://community.allhiphop.com/showthread.php?49766-more-randomicity
Comments are appreciated. Enjoy...
Comments
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Pretty good opener. U lost a lil heat towards the middle. You have some good vocab but you didn't switch it up at all. Some metaphors and a few punches would of made this more solid.. I'm really diggin the concept though.. Great work..
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Thanks for the feedback man. It did lack some punches but I was more focused on the content this time around.
