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