Born at Midnight

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Seany Dice

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Born at the crack of dawn
I look in the water and reflect on myself and never wonder why I fell overdrawn
Never had time to yawn
I get stepped on and never ask why I'm burnt out like every star I wished upon
The glory days are gone
Seany Dice is the reason why I'm alive no one know the story written by Sean
I only go forward not backwards like the little pawn
I take baby steps, but need long strides like marathons
You need to wish up if i write at Bishop
Oh man I feel off beat it's time to switch up
The free album was vibing and riding all in your system
I'm with em, don't switch em, I picked em
Dog like symptoms, I sick em
People saying don't bust my balls, I'd rather kick em
With a snare and hi hat to get a feel for the rhythm
People ask why you with em, they hear my lyrics, don't feel em
Banana splits when I kill em, I take my time so I peel em
I'm a genius, I don't need all of my lyrics deciphered
I'm not changing up who I am for Uncle Sam I'm retired
The hour glass is sinking fast I feel like times to the wire
If they talking about championships call that lion a liar
I've been writing all night, call me Seany Esquire
I'm building my Empire, and trying to get higher
In the ranks with no Shabba, I'm probably shabby at best
Im getting platinum plaques, scrubba dubbing, tap water with crest
Yellow brick roads isn't for the real world
Live your life and live it right and everything will unfurl
My mind was racing, pacing when I wrote in the notes
I'm a funny dude but why they always looking for jokes
Take me serious, I'm not writing to cope with a pain
The only pain is in my knees and that's from driving the lane
The lane without the wheels but it's known for the paint
Don't need a prime to know I'm ready and ahead of the game
Fame, is blinding people my age
Always needing something new, never staying engaged
Soak it in, don't poke it out, I'll let you in and show you out
You're acting extra, I can't handle, like a candle, blow you out
Thinking of beats, a metronome in the memory
Enjoying the weather, smashing cantaloupe in a canopy
Do you think you're gonna get recognized, I guess I plan to be
If I'm rapping for fun, then I'm bored, send the check to me
You say your fire, here's some necessary satire
You're generic and cheesy like the music used in empire
You didn't make the cut, so the alcohol you soak in
You got roped in, your broken with no options open
Going for goat I would rather just go for throats
And expose, supposed hoes you got all over your boats
The money's moving in totes, notebooks the ghost wrote
Is exactly why you choked, I'm HD you're go pro
Let me pull you back in, let's bring the facts in
Hard work pays off, I'm tired of relaxing
Let me show you my talents, adding money to balance
Tryna go get the ring like the pistons did at the palace
I need a fresh start, my New Years resolution
Is changing up every month and I think I'm at the conclusion
Me and a king are very far in between
But if my woman's a queen what you think that makes me?
What you think that makes me?
Born at the crack of dawn

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