The Hyped Up

the time is now

look to the sky

for the man they said would never even live to die

they said he wouldn't run

yeah his run was done

he looked up at the sun

and said that I am not one

to sit down and pout when things don't go

the way I planned em, even though it's sad and so

he goes and he blows his cash and he mows

every lawn till dawn the game is on

till the sun goes down his love for the game surrounds

everything he does his faith abounds and turns around

his life till the day that his strife and mental focus dies

the hocus pocus of the enemy is not relevant

even though it hurts him to the point he feels he's not a real event

he tried, he flied, he cried, inside for hours

till he dropped, to the floor and acted a coward

but he's back, he's ready not to stop, but pop

to rock the flock that's behind him, he's ready to shock

the people that hated, the people that stated that he was done

now they're the ones, looking back with regret

there's no remorse for him, get ready set

turnin on, lebanon, promised land, all along

he knew they were wrong, and he played along

because he lied to himself, and now that it's done

and he's established himself, as the only one

who can tell the nfl that tom brady's poppin balls

throwing paper on the walls

cause that is where it's s'post to be

ryhming since nurseries

making flows like these

epic so no one gets close to me

loaded, so no one bets more than me

and that's why I ryhme it

all of the time and

no one can stop me

 

cause that's what hip hop seems

to do to the hyped up

the jews and the washed up

the man that had start ups

untill he got locked up

and now look at him flowing

 

right up to the top

don't know where he's going

he's not gonna stop

step right up to the mop

to wipe away the enemies

who all tried to make frenemies

with the one they know had no allergies

to the system, he dissed em, his words kissed em

on the cheek with a punch that took em out to lunch

and they all cried, they lied, thought he would write

they're names down in pen to extend some friendship to them

but he's not partial, he likes a few others, maybe marshall

but that's about it no one else can stop shit

when he gets up just to spit he lines up and takes a hit

then he deals a few more, puts them all on the floor

freaking out like pam and tommy just burst in the door

so don't you go and doubt me like you used to before

I was as big as I am, imma bout to deal you one more.

now use this beat to hype you up cause that's what its for