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Dig Deeper
- (Intro)
- Yo.....don't be a fucking error
- (Verse 1)
- He feels bare and defenseless, no hair and senseless, if only there were a way to stop this
- Nonsense, damn writers block, nothing to fight his battles and hault his losses
- Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket
- Brain empty, insane and deadly, hollowed out and wishing he could rhyme, the pain is ready
- But he keeps trying and failing, he winds up bailing
- Crying and nailing his hand hoping this fuckin dope thing will come to mind
- But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind
- Pull it out, yo heart, the beat, the start you see, every part of me
- Pardon me, the scar from heat, that he couldnt perform
- This is to all of you felt you wouldnt storm
- (Chorus)
- Dont fuck up don't fall, keep your eye on the ball and dig deeper
- Blow off that meter, don't be eager, and dont stop neither (shit man gotta dig deeper)
- Never say couldnt, wouldnt, or shouldnt, never be ashamed
- Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade
- (Verse 2)
- No thoughts in his head, there assuming he's dead
- No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead
- "They aren't suiting" he said, missing shots for the stars like he's shooting for bed
- Resting not testing these rhymes yes he's crazy, I know
- So fucka get out there with some makings to show
- Sing for the moment while it last, hope it don't pass, fuck, lets go to the past
- A kid living, wishing this thing called nervous would stop, he feels like murders with heads spinning
- He's sitting in a pit of conscience, praying to launch this
- But shit man, gotta tip it up and notch this
- Fear in his eye, his pupils are flooding, his new tools are muddy
- Nothing seems to work, bitch pull that out till you feel it hurt
- Okay now, back to life, out of the coma
- No more past, no last night, I'm about to show ya
- He feels on top, nobody doper, now he got his own brochure
- To these doubters he's a type of cancer with no cure
- Like fuck off, this is my destiny, so stop testing me
- Wanna bring out the best of me? Fine mothafucka
- (Chorus)
- Dont fuck up don't fall, keep your eye on the ball and dig deeper
- Blow off that meter, don't be eager, and dont stop neither (shit man gotta dig deeper)
- Never say couldnt, wouldnt, or shouldnt, never be ashamed
- Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade
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