Track seven off of "They're After Me"
[Verse 1 - TIXX]
It’s not what you do; it’s how you do it
For instance, you mom just blew it
Like there was nothing to it
And when she wants some back, I say screw it
Then I gave her my two cents
And then told her to let me fist
Man I’m a misfit. I’m the king of the rap game, get it?
I’d let you step in my shoes, but none of ya’ll could fit
You could say I’m a murderer; I kill every line I spit
If you think you can beat me, you must be on a trip!
You won’t go against me; I’m at the top of the ladder.
I’ll rip out your brain, and make sure it’s splattered
And then I’ll grab my fork, and put you on a platter.
You’re no match for my swagger
So put down your pen and just stop trying even compete
Rhymes so dope, I don’t even need a beat
Crystal Clear coming in with heat
You’ll probably get cavities because you’re in for a treat
TIXX, born and raised on these streets
Started from the bottom, with no shoes on my feet
When I started doing battles people would label me “the beast”
I’m a sinister sinner tearing people up like twisters
I’ll diminish the people who think they are victors
People become my prisoners when they enter my perimeter
I’ll put my on a banner and make people wish they were quitters
Because no one can [f] with us then get away
I’ll have you on your knees starting to pray
Mercy, one action I don’t display
You should be afraid. Ask those who can relate
It’s like a death parade without any escape
I’ll inflate balloons and use your head as the weight
A balloon I create that bears my name
I’m making my mark, and nothing will get in my way.
[Chorus - TIXX]
I’m breaking free from my cocoon, I’m flying away
I’m bout to make a beginning; no one can get in my way
And if you mother[f]ers try, this will be your last day
I’m coming in hotter than sun rays, hotter than sun rays
[Verse 2 – Edge]
Discovery
Outside the university
Searchin' for the real me
And who I really want to be
Uncovering the mysteries
That lay within my history
#CrystalClear
I'm all about transparency
Unlike some other fools
I give you the reality
We're told all is well
That's just a fantasy
If we all can't stand up,
Then we can't stand the heat
Bust out of your shell,
Only then can you compete
Until then you will be beat
Because you won't stand up and fight
Your fake persona can't handle my might
Because I'm real I own the mic
And you won't take it back from me
Until the day I die
[Chorus - TIXX]
I’m breaking free from my cocoon, I’m flying away
I’m bout to make a beginning; no one can get in my way
And if you mother[f]ers try, this will be your last day
I’m coming in hotter than sun rays, hotter than sun rays |