Vulcanization

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{Verse}
Broke bitches tryna play the part,
Can't afford the role, couldn't stay from the start.
Keep your arguments proportionate to your tax bracket,
They hate me 'cause I'm him, all them lies a racket.
Keep that ratchet on me, ain't no slipping,
They hate me 'cause I'm him, I ain't tripping.
You still staying in the slums, I got acreage,
Spent your whole salary on windows, keep window-shopping.
Keep fucking around, go extinct like the ginkgo trees,
While I'm growing through the cracks like a patch of weeds.
You can read between the lines, ain't no lies in these,
I spit the truth so fluently, they struggle just to breathe.
If I own it, then I bought it, ain't no outside support,
Taking my children across time zones, collecting stamps in passports.
While you sitting home alone, still pretending you're important,
I'm making memories with my kids, you making accusations.
SNAP card getting declined at the PathMart checkout,
Maybe take a minute, get your priorities checked out.
Get your realignment back, your whole perspective's twisted,
You don't walk the walk, you just talk like you lived it.
You keep talking all that shit, but never standing on your word,
I'm out here making moves while you repeating what you heard.
Take a trip off a short pier, disappear from my atmosphere,
I got too much going on to entertain another volunteer.
 
{Hook}
Pushing that shitbox,
Ain't no econobox stomper here.
Step over you like a T-Rex,
Big footsteps, make 'em disappear.
Dropping lines that's iconic,
Keep snapping your fingers, I'm on it.
Got it going with no support,
Built this shit myself, can't nobody claim it.
 
{Verse }
It's hard to understand degrees,
When you can't even compete,
Never graduated college,
But you're lecturing me?
Go back, learn to read between the lines,
I ain't gotta spell it out for you every time.
No hablo inglés, now you're lost in translation,
Talking like a scholar with no education.
No te preocupes, José,
No le impondrán una condena, okay?
That's on the low, though, keep it confidential,
You ain't got the credentials to question my potential.
Broke bitches stay played out,
Running their mouths with nothing to say now.
That's why they spray and they always miss,
No strays getting hit, just a whole lot of bullshit.
You ain't in my league, ain't even in my division,
I make moves with precision, you make poor decisions.
You keep chasing attention, I'm chasing a vision,
You couldn't read between the lines if I wrote 'em in prison.
 
{Bridge}
 
Take a short trip off a small pier,
New year coming, better disappear.
Still planning all that same dumb shit,
Played out like an old-school hit.
 
Recalculate. Recalibrate.
Too damn late to imitate.
No support, still elevate,
System overload—terminate!
 
{Beat Drop}
 
NO. SUPPORT.
NO. SUPPORT.
CAN'T. AFFORD.
WHAT. I. BOUGHT.
 
{Hook}
Pushing that shitbox,
Ain't no econobox stomper here.
Step over you like a T-Rex,
Big footsteps, make 'em disappear.
Dropping lines that's iconic,
Keep snapping your fingers, I'm on it.
Got it going with no support,
Built this shit myself, can't nobody claim it.

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