Verse 1:
Now you can say that he's a hopeful artist with great ideas but no regard to how painstakingly draining, slow, and hard it is to get a goal accomplished.
And I never claimed to be a know-it-all but are famous people so involved with things that we bestowed upon 'em, they can't see what's goin on?
It,s crazy, jeez, it's so appallin'-- showmen often waste the weeks til all are gone andhow can I blame em?
It's a major leap from no applause.
They say I'm showin off, I just say I'm flowin, dog.
And even though I walk I don't know where to travel to.
Know it's uptown, only question is the avenue.
Am I really rappin or is rappin just a habit proving absolutely futile since I'm graduating from camera school?
Well I thought I'd learn how to be focused if my aperture was narrow but it turned out to be bogus.
I have to do this now though cuz my nerve's bound to be broken if I get stuck and quit the game like I pressed the red button.
Verse 2:
Now it's your turn to acknowledge it-- lemme stir the pot a bit.
Take my sperm and swallow it.
I'm the dermatologist, this is what your face needs.
("fuck man, I'm out of it. I can't fuckin' do this contrived bullshit")
Ok, I just prefer the opposite and all you other rappers need a tough and stern admonishment.
Before you get fucked up like Mother Earth's environment.
I bet you didn't know I got a fuckin' firm and solid grip on politics.
Haha...shiiiittttt
I'm just joshin', it's a common occurrin' side effect when you've been burnin lots of spliffs.
Man, I'm the God of this and you're my perfect opposite.
I'm a reverse homonym if you personificate words.
I make nerds astonished when they hear the rhyme scheme-- I'm on a wordsmith scholarship.
And ya'll don't know the meaning of the term accomplishent.
I'm perched upon a cliff, high as Mount Vernon--- the top of it.
An urban metropolis honest to God doesn't boggle me at all-- I'm looking for turf to conquer.
If New York isn't enough I'm leaving earth on a rocket ship.
Fuck it, I'm done.
Buddy, it's the birth of The Pilot Kids.
credits
from Cardboard Hearts,
released June 30, 2012
Produced by Donrique
Vocals and Lyrics by Johnny G
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