FURY

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HYPESTRESS


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Come around my little Smurfs let me talk to you 

With a twist of the cap pours out the fluid
Diluted and suited only for the stupid
Stiff-necked and disrespectful to the core
Any or drama or gore they crave for more

Stuck in a trance without movement introduced to new doctrine
Two sided lies which materialize in  your frontal lobe and blew  out your fuses
Dream on and never do a thing to chase them
Eventually it fades and then you erase them.
Fake friends are like time, you continue to waste them
Or buy things for trends and then you replace them

Turn up the sound now, watch the monitor
The origin is more than just a moniker
Brighter than a diamond-studded chandelier
Cause what I volunteer to rap is more than your career

Implosion of your confidence has caused you to think the opposite
Now your like a coward shook and stirred
Visuals all blur without fail
Now you've become what you despised
A guy with no talent and others concur
You thought sounding like a clone was cool  (What)
When you should have stayed true remaining as you were

Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm like that
Bet the kind of doe that  have you pulling out a stack
Got the Amaretto, Hennessy, and Remy on the rack
Haters call me out but like redial I call them back
You can try your best but you need just a little more than that
Because what you see as hot I call it whack
Now dog stop trying you ain't nothing but an act
While I'm like a boomerang the way I keep on coming back

Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm like that
Bet the kind of doe that  have you pulling out a stack
Got the Amaretto, Hennessy, and Remy on the rack
Haters call me out but like redial I call them back
You can try your best but you need just a little more than that
Because what you see as hot I call it whack
Now dog stop trying you ain't nothing but an act
While I'm like a boomerang the way I keep on coming back

Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm like that
Bet the kind of doe that  have you pulling out a stack
Got the Amaretto, Hennessy, and Remy on the rack
Haters call me out but like redial I call them back
You can try your best but you need just a little more than that
Because what you see as hot I call it whack
Now dog stop trying you ain't nothing but an act
While I'm like a boomerang the way I keep on coming back
Yo

Never been the one to settle
Always know to push the pedal
To the floor to get ahead and get the bread
But if you mettle in my plans
You get the hands and maybe several stitches to your temple
Make your tremble from the fire coming out the medal

This is not a test it's the real deal
Lyrics matter along with the real skill
As long as violence exist rappers will spit gun bars, hot cars, and pop pills
Seals will reveal the mystery plans to damn souls through trickery
Typically nowadays airways around the clock got nursery rhymes Hickory Dickory Dock
It's not a mystery either, when the student can become the teacher
Without learning yet earning paper
Lack of money management turns to vapor

See now the implosion of your confidence
Has caused you to think the opposite  (The other way)
Now you're your like coward shook and stirred  (You're scarred )
Visuals all a blur without fail

Now you've become what you despise a guy without talent and others concur
You thought sounding like a clone was cool
When you should have stayed true  remaining as you were  (Ha ha ha)

Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm like that
Bet the kind of doe that  have you pulling out a stack
Got the Amaretto, Hennessy, and Remy on the rack
Haters call me out but like redial I call them back
You can try your best but you need just a little more than that
Because what you see as hot I call it whack
Now dog stop trying you ain't nothing but an act
While I'm like a boomerang the way I keep on coming back

Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm like that
Bet the kind of doe that  have you pulling out a stack
Got the Amaretto, Hennessy, and Remy on the rack
Haters call me out but like redial I call them back
You can try your best but you need just a little more than that
Because what you see as hot I call it whack
Now dog stop trying you ain't nothing but an act
While I'm like a boomerang the way I keep on coming back

Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm like that
Bet the kind of doe that  have you pulling out a stack
Got the Amaretto, Hennessy, and Remy on the rack
Haters call me out but like redial I call them back
You can try your best but you need just a little more than that
Because what you see as hot I call it whack
Now dog stop trying you ain't nothing but an act
While I'm like a boomerang the way I keep on coming back
Yo (Ha ha ha )

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Written by: Terrence Townsend

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