BITB Cypher

[Verse 1: G-FrSH] [Verse 2: RKZ] People been following my flows for a while now, wild child Dude I ain't sinned in a while now, while I Rhyme with an ethos to please you, I need to Be who I am so I breeze through these these fools I'm never one to start trouble man, though it seems that This world ain't ready for a humble man, stumble man Bumbling over words like the Mayor of the city. The city ain't raised me, that's why I look so pretty And I'm Representing a new age of conscious Flows with a flow that feeds that SubConscience To the point where everyone's talking nonsense They don't know Common Sense is a rapper, get it? Bun it, run up on them with a bit of knowledge On it, tell these motherfuckers that you got it Honest, now we're talking power and we don it, promise RKZ on the mic and I'll abolish Tyrants, vibrant, rhyme like Mike Tyson Fighting style big, but peaceful with a mic on And it's been a long time coming Call me Fatlip I spent a long time Runnin' To the stars, I was reaching for something Until I got to where the stars were, and found nothing That means there'll never be a real one Whim to a wise man is never something real, son Wanting to be but they're waiting for shit to come to them Wanting to live but they don't see that life's in front of them Their ears peek to the point it's outrageous Damn dude, man it's like this world hates us Superstars don't swim that well Cause if they only swam good, they wouldn't breathe that well Need that hell to be free, that's when They believe in a dream, others see as a spell Put on them with a devilish disguise Cause fame and bright lights, attract them bright eyes That's why I seldom look up, I put my faith in myself I ain't ever shook up Trust in myself, cause the world is what I make it People don't believe, I take 'em back to the basics Back the basis, rap, trap to fake shit Boom Bap to that, they cat flows they fake shit I rap for fun, I had that since ages Some a' them can't deliver cause they lie behind faces The UK since Jehst, we're amazing And now we're back with a brand new invasion Trust your soul, believe in my words Fuck my background man, I ain't White, Black or Asian I'm me [Verse 3: G-FrSH] [Verse 4: RKZ] I've been very irritated lately And I think that's irritating them My mind keeps going like a clock Looking at my wrist, tryna find my watch Where does time go? What's the past mean? The date advances but nothing flies past me I'm just sitting here, staring into space It's cold outside my window, they don't stop to embrace My curtains aren't drawn but they don't look inside They speed right past like a drive by So now I'm sitting here with my mind Who don't like me half of the time Now I'm rounding circles in my head Figuring the meaning of myself What's purpose when it's not purposely felt? Work through the night, it beats working in hell Tell me what is truth, tell me what is new, between me and you With closed minds, you're mind's so damn refined In line to lose your thoughts and living to make time And I am thinking that, hoping we, supposed to be Socially, vocally encompassing and broadening mentality but screw it These people are still living in the past Yet they walk besides us, man, how long will this last? If you don't break your ego, that shit will break you And if you're not a hero, what does that make you? Superstars, living in boudoirs cause people on the outside Are fucking ridiculous, no class. No sense, just bank cards Warped minds, too much ego and no time to think They don't realise that here we make a living I would rather die making music than, be unhappy and make a killing But that's the difference: I'm not a celebrity Music is my only love, fuck your vibe mentally Fuck your ethnicity, forget your damn opinion You can make it but that don't mean that a brother has to listen I'd rather hear the voice of demons in my head in fact Give me some weed, set my mind free from you instead, and we go..