Learning

Learning Chorus: Learning, yearning For the day I see The true lyricism and talent inside of me Returning to place of Flipping tables in the game X3 Verse 1: I yearn for the time My eyes and mine realize Combines, with my senses It's senseless, endless raps are upon me Constantly, rhymin' and freestylin' inside I find that the time flies When you ride tonight, it's all alright No need to fight the final feelin' inside Just imply the talent, into the raps Rhyme all night and all day I must say, tell me the dream That I see, may be able to be It ain't gonna wait for me to finally release me own I react with a constant heat when it comes to sheets I constantly, need to defeat the The others sheets, that I've released The scribbled paragraphs that I have mapped before To try and best the last crap that I have handed over I'm mad now, seeking for the peak of rap skill Ultimately, I wanna be on the peak of raps history Chorus: Learning, yearning For the day I see The true lyricism and talent inside of me Returning to place of Flipping tables in the game X3 Verse 2: Before I get judged to much, I just wanna say This isn't the complete complex inside of me I'm startin' out a little strange and crazy Next album that I release will be more sick With more sick shit when I spit this All damn night, all these rhymes Confined me to one place, to sit and write All the time, I cram mind, with all the rhymes You're incoherent to the lyrics What do you gotta do to be happy too I don't really know, now I'm not really happy unless I'm rappin' They said I'd never make it They said I'd never take off Well fuck off, I'm on the next flight I'll write till my right hand and eyes bleed Beseech the hatred laced inside each of these It may not seem that way But the way that I fell while I write is crazy My sight's alright, I'm headin' in the right direction Chorus: Learning, yearning For the day I see The true lyricism and talent inside of me Returning to place of Flipping tables in the game X3 Verse 3: You know I always wanted to be a rapper But I figured I'd be no good A lot of it was because I wasn't raised in the hood Not the greatest place ever, but there was no blood shed No bashed in heads on the daily But it got crazy sometimes with the fights and the drugs Half the youth in the place did like they were thugs But anyways the raps came to me all the time I realized though I needed to kick up my rhymes To the next level, I ain't level headed I'm shredded the sense is all gone from me I tried to rap a little more, and got frustrated I couldn't find my place, couldn't find my pace My flow, my lyrics, my words and now I'm startin' to come into the game with a bang I haven't been noticed yet but with the "beast" comin out I'm sure to be, at least just a little, I'm questionin' if I should started Should I have built up my skill and came in heavily, slow and steady But anyways i can't trash this yet, I'm still learnin' anyways Findin' the ways to rhyme in the right caliber for myself and others Chorus: Learning, yearning For the day I see The true lyricism and talent inside of me Returning to place of Flipping tables in the game X3