Hear Me

[Verse 1: Grewsum] As I’m standin' in my place, a rapper I feel like I'm staring in the face of disaster Like they duplicated all the faces in plaster And my only hope is if I'm gonna change to an actor Like where did it go? To hell with control Everybody joined bandwagon, sellin' your soul Tellin' em all the story remains, always the same As you whore yourself out for glory in vain But not me, I'mma stick to what has gotten me this far Composure and honing my skill as I spit bars And this art has been tainted, scoffed and faded And kick start to switch to always changing All the old same, cars and gold chains Lost the old game, there were raws, the cocaine Plots they don't change, never gave em a choice But you're about to feel the pain Now that they gave me a voice [Pre-Hook: Jordan Diecidue] How long will it take them to finally see the light? Cause it sits on my mind and I can't see that night And when they draw their lines, it isn't feelin' right How long will it take them to finally see the light? [Hook: Grewsum] (Hear me!) When I state my name, state my claim Ain’t about to let you break the game (Fear me!) Infiltrate your brain, face the pain Making everybody take the blame [Verse 2: Grewsum] It’s like I’m rhymin' for the dead, still plan to thrill Like I’m runnin' on a treadmill, standin' still While the rappin', get their rep killed, lack in skill Blue pill or the red pill? That’s the deal Like they're feelin' my lack appeal, wack for real Crap it still, you're coming for a happy meal This creates the underdog, wait for the route to storm People don't originate, just take from the one they saw Repetitive trends, where competitors bent To mesh and create a new set of event When raps put you to sleep with words under the beat When my words shake that concrete under your feet Cause I move with my words in a music back seat And you gotta backwards so I must attack it I'm not just another nerd who came to rap shit I'm here to bomb the absurd with lyrical tactics [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Verse 3: Grewsum] I’m ornery cause corny words bore me (and I hate that!) I'm formin' an army to storm in (till we break that!) Havoc you've created, damned in my impatience Has me liberated till cats eliminated For wack impersonations of raps across the nation And adds to the equation and massive circulation Of people who don’t even try to rip or be original Their cliques are hypocritical, this shit is fucking pitiful It's like the teritory just came with abuse Is this an fuckin' iced out chain or a noose? But I'm wicked, the maestro, can kick it like typhoon The simple design flows are killin' me, I know This should be much deeper, but they do it for wealth Seven in the heaven, now I'm movin' to hell I know they don't want it man, but Grew is the help And if they don't wanna precipitate, I'll do it myself [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Pre-Hook] [Hook]