Ballad of a SoundCloud Rapper
Cerebral Cortex
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I'm the loch ness monster Of locking up all the contra Time to band together cause hell gon be upon ya You Smokin on the ganja Confused as can be Approach you from behind You seein triplets in threes Ay yo You trippin off trees Your nose go to space every time that you sneeze That H that you laced got you weak in the knees That plate that you taste got you stacking disease And Its a tragedy scene And I seen it all happen The drugs in your system Now you think that your the captain You stack a little money Now your friends all started packin Sold outta drugs Bought some mics and started rappin Family hear your music and they say that shit slappin This is the ballad of a soundcloud rapper A trap born bastard that thinks hes got music mastered Thinks hes got it set like a lay up There needs to be a change up This boy needs to wake up Everybody out there sayin you the best So you Record a track and you put it to the test Put the link out on Instagram with hashtag blessed But bitch you ain't different from the 99 rest Tryin to make it Stomachs hungry growlin A fight to the death Ready to use shao lin Got Hair multi color And you look like you ain't been showerin The people you connected with are powerless Youth fadin You can feel the hourglass You cant fill the hourglass As hours pass Your race to first is failin fast Cause you ain't care about the product All you cared about was easy money and a come up This is the ballad of a SoundCloud rapper A trap born bastard that thinks hes got music mastered Thinks he's got it set like a lay up There needs to be a change up This boy needs to wake up Now you're angry you ain't talented Your SoundCloud likes and dislikes just ain't balancin Upset cause now you just Aint Got Nothin to live for And wastin all this money on production left you piss poor So now you back to sellin drugs You say its part time But you a full time thug This life ain't right for you But what options do you have Homeless on the streets Or livin' with mom dad So you keep totin the bag Keep writin down rhymes Your rhythm slowly improves over time You start gettin more lyrical with your lines Again you start movin away from crime Change your name and then get some studio time This is the ballad of a SoundCloud rapper A trap born bastard that thinks he's got music mastered Thinks he's got it set like a lay up There needs to be a change up This boy needs to wake up Now you're feelin great Built up your confidence First live show Can't believe your accomplishments You Got a producer that says You makin it big is just common sense You ain't felt like shit for years Now you just caught a win But Do they really love the product Or is it that you're payin them to help you That your name is even brought up You flip from sellin to using Just to avoid the pain The turmoils stored inside the back of your brain Now People start to view you as an artist Nah Those that sell their souls'll get the farthest Ya All the hate got you feelin lethargic Ya Feel like your whole back is just a target How you supposed to progress if they keep fuckin with you Your friends started losin' interest but they're stuck here with you Your rabbits foot ran away there's no luck here with you You're always at the same place there's no other venues This is the ballad of a SoundCloud rapper A trap born bastard that thinks he's got music mastered Thinks he's got it set like a lay up There needs to be a change up This boy needs to wake up Stress got you crackin up Covered in fissures Practice makes perfect but perfect creates pressure Pressure to live leisure Leisure to live better Pills to start pleasure Pleasure to mask weather Weather creates severs Severs create layers Layers are seperated Depression is overrated You get heavily sedated And You still aren't on a playlist Your album sales and drug use are very close related You stop to become elated But the pills don't mix You fucked up and now you're in some serious shit Now You feel gods furious fist How would you know that fame was a delirious wish This was the ballad of a SoundCloud rapper A trap born bastard that thought he had music mastered Thought he had it set like a lay up There was never a change up This boy ain't gonna wake up
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