[Intro: J_c0b_Raps & Encognito]
\nOkay, now, I'm not gon' start this shit off
\nI'ma let someone else start it, let someone else spit somethin' at the start
\nSo, let me sit back, relax, and listen 'fore I say anythin'
\nI'll think of something, sometime
\n
\n[Interlude: S-I-L-V-E-R]
\nHaha, sorry, J_c0b, guess you were too late!
\nBut I know how to spit, don't worry, I ain't finna screw this up
\n
\n[Verse 1: S-I-L-V-E-R]
\nOkay, don't tell me politics don't get you heated up
\nPeople worshipping their presidents like Holy Spirit
\nAnd I'm not into politics, I'm speaking the truth
\nIf you wanna talk with me, it better be about truth
\nAlso, why thе hell do people say that Jеsus was trans?
\nLike, where in the Bible does it say Jesus is trans?
\nI'm finna go (crash out!), finna go (cry now!)
\nMan, I'm feeling NF the way these people let me down
\nEveryday, it's the same
\nI'm stuck in a cycle of heavy damn pain
\nOkay, I'm exaggerating, my life ain't that bad
\nBut it ain't that good, you know what I mean?
\nAnybody wanna hear me rap? (NO!)
\nCome on, lemme show you one my tracks! (NO!)
\nCome on, I can spit like real fast! (NO!)
\nMaybe I should throw this verse in the trash
\nAin't nobody wanna hear my music 'cause I ain't got potential
\nEither that, or I do have potential and I don't use it
\nBut the first one is more likely
\nAnd the second is unlikely
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\n[Verse 2: J_c0b_Raps]
\nDamn, S-I-L-V-E-R went crazy
\nGuess I've gotta do the same, bitch
\nI hate listenin' to these other artists whine like a baby
\nAnd sayin' bullshit like, "Say my name, bitch"
\nLike, get the hell out of here, no one like yo' garbage music
\nThinkin' if you pull shit out yo' drafts, you can use it
\nLike, bro, shit should've stayed in there, get on my level, I'm better
\nEveryone else can act better, but can't be better
\nThink you can pack me up, never! (Nah!)
\nThink you can lap me, but can't, you lesser! (Uh)
\nThey always got a tell when they toughin'
\nTalk that shit, they gon' get hit 'cause they nothin'
\nThey want food, shit, I'll give 'em somethin'
\nTo eat, while I eat up a beat
\nOh, you mad and want beef?
\nShit, try me, see what happens
\nI'll wipe the floor with you, then wipe you up with a napkin
\nI'm sick of all these-
\nUgh, I'mma hate sayin' this, sick of all these fuckers yappin'
\nLike, lil' bitch, you ain't lappin' (Nah!)
\nNobody with your trash bars (Yeah!)
\nYou ain't drivin' no 'Rari or Lamb', you drivin' trash cars (Uh!)
\nGet the fuck out of here, lil' bitch, I'm done (Yeah!)
\nDon't be mad 'cause you ain't on my level and can't be the one (Damn!)
\n
\n[Interlude: jzif_HUDZY]
\nI really got to, um...
\nWrite something here
\nThe fire alarm is 'bout to go off
\n
\n[Verse 3: jzif_HUDZY & Encognito]
\nEveryone pretending to be something they aren't
\nSince when was it cool just to break hearts?
\nThis world so evil, the sin's going off the charts
\nNo one has a heart, if they do, it's hard
\nWhat are you doing? Don't mean to be rude
\nArgh, I just really don't get it, do you?
\nThe world is breaking, we should be the glue
\nGod's will is that we be salt on the food
\nWorld in shambles, but I got joy in chaos
\nGetting so tired, man, I need a day off
\nTurn my anger into lyrics, they my prayers
\nYou a wolf in sheep clothing, I don't need shears
\nAll the danger I see when I'm walking in the 'hood
\nAll these fake people, like, “Bro, are you good?”
\nYou think? No, I'm not and I never ever could
\nI need Jesus' help, 'cause He understood
\nKnow what I need, a break, not a hol'
\nGo on, laugh in my face, bring in the LOL (Ha)
\nBut I keep this going, I ain't finna stall
\nWaiting for an answer, I'll respond to the call
\nStruggling, Lord, I think I need a sign
\nI need help, but not from no 999
\nI got a little light, but I need it to shine
\nTyping these words up, I been on my grind
\nYeah, this is still going on, I'm not gonna stop
\nMan down, I need a medic, I keep getting shot
\nJesus, I need You, my Healer and Rock
\nI'm not worried 'bout time, not looking at a clock
\nBro, can y'all see my frustration? Argh
\nIf life was a game, I'm dealing the cards
\nDanger all around me, the vipers and sharks
\nI want to be the light, but all I see is the dark
\nCan someone relate? (Yeah) Too much on my plate
\nThis life ain't my base, waiting for the gates (Huh?)
\nI cracked the case so I won't live out a waste (Huh?)
\nPodium, first place, I won this whole race (Huh?)
\nI'm outta here (Back in the mix)
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\n[Verse 4: Encognito]
\nI dropped a whole Genius Album and they ignored it
\nIt's like I ain't put a whole lot of work into it
\nI guess they deserve bad karma no Intuit (Credit Karma)
\nBut they treat me like I ain't know Streetlights tryna stop me
\nI won't break down, try me and you get knocked out
\nSo I can transform this beat into a different one
\nBut you missed prime, and I feel like others don't want me to hit mine
\nI was ignored, what do I need to do to be fine
\nDo I need to wear expensive clothes, do drugs, drink, act like swine
\nGo ahead and act like I ain't started this cypher crap up again
\nLike I ain't know Kedava's good, same goes with Chromo
\nGenius tryna stop the truth, but too bad I got the hope
\nShould you dress up as a woman and claim you're a cat (Nope)
\nI would claim that you are a demonic piece of crap
\nAnd I will show peace without a piece, but real rap
\nAnd if you sleep on this then I won't just be pissed
\nI'll be crashing out
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\n[Verse 5: MdrnStNick & Jermainious Cole]
\nY'all, hold on
\nY'all really wanna talk about some crashing out?
\nWhere was everyone at with the Lia Thomas clout?
\nWhy is the world now yawning at Russia nuking 'Kraine?
\nWhy is everyone okay with killing babies for their brains?
\nI may not know much, but anger's def' been felt
\nWhen I been waiting four years to let my cards be dealt
\nI wanna be set free, let my voice be heard
\nAnd I am built different, I ain't with the herd
\n"Songs that for real are clean, ain't no damning there?"
\n"Lyrics that hit so hard, it makes my eyes unclear?"
\nI don't plan to make music for the sake of bank
\nKnow I'm a simple man, Momma's words in my head
\nI got a fire so strong, make 'em think it's a tank
\nAll I need is a family, a farm, and the Bread
\nAnd I been ready to go off, but I been locked in doubt
\nSo I'ma break though these chains, I'm crashing out (On God)
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\n[Interlude: MdrnStNick]
\nHa-ha-ha, ain't nobody gonna like that 2-4 rhyming
\nReady to go off Jermainious?
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\n[Verse 6: Jermainious Cole Da 1]
\nI seem to be honest but at the same time the craziest
\nI've been wildin' like when The Crown reached 1K views
\nI think I got a golden ticket like I'm 1K Phew
\nBut why do they claim to be Christian and then go to party
\nAnd then they do it next door, let me talk to their Papi
\nWho is getting drunk with champagne, getting dirty money
\nAnd then when he does a bad thing, and now it's funny
\nWhen jokes made about when he pulled an A-Minor string
\nMaybe he was the one who made Jahseh feel the sting
\nYeah check his house, like "Crodie go look for da ting"
\nIt's horrible how Christians can think he a king
\nAnd a pedo think he safe until his house get shot up
\nAnd all of this stuff pisses me off so much
\nThat I wonder if Jesus had actually washed us
\nDo we even deserve to have this life
\nThen I remember that he promised us freedom from this hell\n\n
