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letra de narcissist - clay cockrell

focus on my music just getting started don’t want to lose
don’t know what i’m doing, their ain’t a plan or a rubric
all i got is this exclusive talent and it fuses with my lyrics, i’m a nuisance, just beat it up, i abuse it
i’m a chiropractor, when i snap it’s therapeutic
they look and it confuses, cause i’m sick like some mucus
spit so elusive like mindfreak with this illusion, switch lanes on these lames, david blane with the new sh-t
i’m ahead of the game futuristic with this flame, but that’s already taken, so i stick with my real name
cause when i got some fame, want everyone to know what i became
know my bars weren’t tame, like a wild lion’s mane
the illest spitter, to ever reign from tennessee, but that ain’t hard to be, when there’s only like three
when you think of lyricism, i want you to think of me
if the winner’s the king, you could call this the king’s decree
you can’t p-ss up my bars like a law school flunkee
i’m just now starting out, but been studying for quite a while
watching from the sidelines, been working on my style
i write and stockpile these rhymes so versatile, break down the lines like enzymes, they’re just so hostile
fit meaning in the confines of my rhymes just read between the lines
my similes are smooth like a fine french wine
straight out the gate, i’m cold-hearted like the arctic
nothing but the best, no red just gold carpet
so out of my mind, they be calling me a martian
my rhymes are so fly, i could win with my discarded
i feel like curry with that quick release, went unguarded
i’m an artist or a wordsmith with words that’ll get you carted
last person that beefed with me ended up on a milk carton
put money on my win, cause it’s such a good bargain
i got the smoothest flow, never torn nor tarnished
cutting down the compet-tion, or should i say bombarding
cause my word play is sneaking up on them i got them startled
i keep it 5 times 60, cause this is sparta
kick you down the whole when i spit my verses whole
you have no career, you’re irrelevant and null
these rappers laying down like their cards when they fold
i spit for all the kids whose stories go untold
my presence will make you sick, like some black mold
i’m so opinionated and that is just fact
but i guess i’m biased, my story is not backed
i’m fox and friends with the rumors to be exact
my music’s so provocative, call it the reverse riot act
put 2 and 2 together, i’m just simply better
you’re dead weight, but light as a feather
i’m the welterweight champion, you can call me mayweather
undefeated in this game, i’m the best and i mean it
slide away like micheal jackson would do and just beat it
i’m heated and i mean it
it’s 12 o’clock and your clock i’m ’bout to clean it
even a broke clock is right twice a day and that’s demeaning
i’m on my way to being one of the best, i’ve foreseen it
have you looking at it from a different angle like you leaning
my rhymes are intravenous, i ain’t talking that saline sh-t
have you higher on my lyrics than those notes that celine hit

sh-t (sh-t)
one take (woo)

- clay cockrell

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