letra de lyrical onslaught - jack harvey
intro:
lyrical limericks, i’ve got ’em
all of ya’ favorite hits, i top ’em
mumble rappers are making a mess, i’ll clean ’em
when i hit your ears with this – i’ll bleed ’em
[verse]:
as my success begins to skyrocket
i’m bringing home more than just dimes in my pocket
making major progress
but let’s digress
there are more important topics to discuss
like –
how i have the intent to reinvent
the very reality, in which we live
but, this hive mentality, to which we submit
has sent us down a very steep descent
wait –
how can you be proud to be representatives
of a bunch of lethal sedatives?
man, we’ve gotta get ahead of this
instead of living like moronic, uncivilized savages
mislead by a nature that, by default, remains ravenous
teaching people immorality just to attain leverage
in pursuit of a legacy that will never exist
in which they are immeasurably rich
foolishly believing they are heavenly sent
surrounded by a bunch of identical, look-a-likes
of your typical rap fan
rarely, you see someone
brave enough to grip a mic
and voice a unique stance
look at this sh-t:
a generation of brain-dead drug addicts
instilled with bad habits
always clueless what to do when something bad happens
yet, they are the self-proclaimed celebrity idols
am-ssing m-ssive amounts of wealth and fame
to which they think they’re ent-tled
meant to lead the way
but request our help to fix their own mistakes
enough, we can’t allow this anymore
i’ll do whatever it takes
to see through to the end of this
long line of failed practices
and reap the benefits
rappers should flee before my venom sticks
idly sitting by should be deemed a f-cking crime
hollywood fused with hip-hop and then hit us up by surprise
we claim we want good music and for the underground community to rise
whereas we allow the industry to terrorize
and murder the minds of the gullible kind
weary eyes are possessed by those with worried minds
but all of that is sh-tty trash that we’re supposed to leave behind
ye said he’d open up a store for aspiring emcees
guess he got bored and moved on to bigger dreams
don’t worry, it’s become my responsibility
in a sense, the flame is p-ssed on to me
and i’m -ssuming the spot of the clerk and the owner
taking on major piles of work and i’m honin’
in on my craft, truly lyrical rap
better repair, i’m about to reopen
some of the natural talents i have
are writing, magic, comedy, and acting
most special of all is my linguistic, intricate, beast-mode style of rapping
i vicariously leech on to the next big sensation
and as i carry these beats on
you’ll always catch me heading to my next big destination
pay close attention, for i’ll give you somethin’ to believe in:
a world where pain is eliminated and dictated by reason
you see
i’m ahead of my time with every line
consider it “insanity” since it isn’t defined
my fate is sealed
but i’ll surp-ss m-ss appeal
and if you’re asking still
b-tch, my name’s austin neal
combined with jack harvey
on a mission, together, a revolution, we’re farming
and boy, is it alarming how far my persona has the potential to grow
and it’s remarkable how easy the world around me is to control
i am a god, there’s not a doubt about it
blasphemy is probably what you think i’m spoutin’
i will be spectacular, with a next-level vernacular
devilish dragon on the run
so you can call me dracula
my murderous purge has begun
now you better start backing up
and after flipping tables on the rap game
all the lil’ no-ones are packing up
glory is evident, infamy is imminent
and just like eminem – i’m infinite, b-tch
lyrical onslaught
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