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letra de making it - granyte

finally got my shot, now i’m so excited/
designing new rhymes, always revising/
my flow and my lyrics because i’m a designer/
ent-tled to the throne, it’s been decided/
met all the requirements, but am i too defiant/
can i really make it in this game when i keep inciting/
m-ss hysteria to tear down the blindness/
bullying anybody who starts to misguide the/
people who are just trying to make ends meet, disguising/
myself to blend in so i can capture your attention/
this profession is strange, preventing the regression/
but i guess someone’s gotta do it, make the correction/
change the perception, overturn the convictions/
rebellious from the start, maybe i’m unwelcome/
that’s fine by me i won’t be unsettled/
essential to this game, i’ve got my credentials/

my dreams are becoming reality, it’s what i’m making/
done blaming the stars for my current situation/
aching from the climb, but i’m steadily gaining/
some ground in this game of sound – weighing/
the pros and the cons of stepping outta this matrix/
weighted down with the worries that i might not tame this/
game but i’m trying to do more than increase my ratings/
finally got signed so i can say i made it/

so, i just really want some respect/
dispensing justice, and continue to express/
the despair that comes from working paycheck to paycheck/
gonna repair this game, i don’t come with resent/
not gonna pretend i’m hear to reflect/
the mainstream, ’cause their reality i reject/
inspect my bars, they’re written with such finesse/
infect your mind, but i’m not here to impress/
i won’t neglect, trying hard to repent/
if you continue this cycle, you should expect/
a barrage of attacks from this lyrical revenge/
embed it in your brain so you can’t dispense/
the mc that’s me, flying through the sky – airspeed/
pick up the album or mp3/
and if you did i’m glad, pop in your earpiece/
and bob your head with me, let’s overthrow this regime/

say that i’m full of sh-t, bring the inspection/
growing to be the deadliest in the game – chimera/
full of deception, no longer dependent/
on anyone getting me where i need to be, exception/
to the rule you’ve gotta be ghetto-bred to express the/
dilemmas running through your mind on a track, indebted/
to this game bringing back the flame, here to inherit/
my throne, no need for redemption/
in the quest to be sicker, i’m not taking injections/
working on my sk!lls, and expressions/
going back to my lab to keep making these inventions/
to sucker punch the industry for complete dissection/
of hip-hop and rap, the constant digression/
dream of the old rap coming back – inception/
don’t depend on a beat to make words infectious/
no matter how far i go, i’ll still be rebellious/

- granyte

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