Bullisht as usual
• Written by FrankVicious
It’s all illusion — truth feelin’ elusive,
Caught in delusion — my thoughts stay intrusive.
Bullshit as usual — Use it as fuel.
Do what I do well — no need for excuses.
Refusin’ to Fail — lyrically cruel.
Verses I craft — valuable like jewels.
Chasin’ heaven, so I’m givin’ you hell.
Raising the standards— Increasing the thrill.
What I reveal — raw, rugged appeal.
Every rhyme hit — somethin’ you can feel.
I want traction — time for some action.
No distractions — ‘til I reach satisfaction.
Mind stay grindin’ — never reclining.
Bars so sharp — leave careers declining.
Lines intertwining — flawless timing.
Climbin’ the ladder — keep on risin’.
Storm through the static — breakin’ the habit.
Flow automatic — heavy, emphatic.
Savage with tactics — flip it, attack it.
Stackin’ these classics — Gotta go grab it.
See how I move — smooth, no illusion.
Every conclusion — I spark revolution.
Truth in the booth — pure execution.
No substitution — lyrical fusion.
Questions remain — but I carry the flame.
Turnin’ the pain — into power and gain.
Locked in my lane — no need to explain.
Hypnotic the flow — it infects your brain.
Hook:
It’s all illusion — money, power, fame.
Fleeting solutions — poison in your brain.
Mental pollution — drownin’ in the pain.
Tangled confusion — runnin’ from the rain.
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FrankVicious
Member since April 15 2014