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[Verse 1] First off fuck the idea of stereotypical hip-hop cred I'm not here for fame, money, drugs or pumping you all full of lead I'm here to embrace this art form Spitting my lyrics with sharp force Grabbing every chance that I can get to better my flow and mark yours Learning from the rap critic and hearing the failings of the popular masses Manufactured rap claiming that it can kick our asses When this competition lets us rise up and defy their bullshit standards Underground skill slaying corporations and leaving them as past tense This "I'm better than you" rap is getting kinda boring Yeah, your flow may be better but at least I have a fucking story to tell But oh well, through a crazy, messed-up life I'm travelling Penning rhymes of my experience while you're asking "What's a paladin?" You wanna sign with Soulja Boy or Lil Wayne to get your meal ticket? Bending society's ear and using new found green in order to trick it? All you do is rap about how you got swag and you're getting paid Scrabbling for all the money like Daniel Craig searching for marmalade [Hook] Heavy metal rap nerd But you don't care as long as these lines are hot Time to act absurd Hearing voices in my head as I lose the plot Screaming dissent in the mirror Berating myself for all the shit roads I've taken Patience will start to grow thinner Thoughts indecipherable like a number station Can you see where this is going? I don't fucking know You're within the vaults of Extoth now so welcome to my show Life got me sitting at a crossroads with nowhere to fucking go So I guess I'll hold back depression while therapy's in session, but still let hate flow [Verse 2] This music is for the times you feel oppression and strife When you look at the situation you're stuck in and just think fuck this life Still headfucked by your ex-wife Traitors ever-present in your sight Channel the anger in venomous rhymes before you pull the knife I can't take the murderer's path I've got a kid to look out for So rage and desire turn into the fire when I decide to spit rap raw But the thought in the back of my head whispers "Isn't this what you asked for?" You deserved a betrayal of that scale for the temptations you had detailed in your head Not knowing how it'll affect your current situation So I take the blame and go fucking insane whenever I see the replacement Using hip-hop and metal to excise the need for aggression And even using a contest beat to pen my confessions Music should never be done for money, your tracks should hold a piece of your soul And act as a barrier to stop the red haze that makes you lose control So cast your vote but don't expect my rhymes to finish with this poll We'll see how this goes as my inner hate still unfolds [Hook]
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