Eleventeen (feat. Lexie)

I'm screaming "Fuck this rap game"

But I love this rap game

Fuck this rap 'game

But I love this rap game

Every other women begging for ya last name

With your 3rd eye closed, running in the fast lane

 

Seems like people will do anything for fortune & fame

Some people even sell their souls & end up scorching in flames

Before they die, they try & try to make sure you do the same

I'll let you in on how it's played in case you're new to the game

They bring all these lame ass entertainers & stuff

That'll do anything you tell them if you pay them enough

And then they make em superstars long as their image is right

That means that stealing, killing, & dissing women is tight

Do you think you think that that's right? Are you living that life?

Or do you simply think you're tuning into music you like?

Of course it's catchy "Do ya dance, do your dance on my dick"

But then you wonder why you gotta buy new Pampers and shit!

I'm not tryna diss the music that you're listening to

Buy know that shit affects your brain and the decisions you do

They take your soul & take control because it's easy to do

And realize you're being lied to by the media too

"They're lying to me?" Of course they're lying to you

Send you to jail or straight to Hell is what they're trying to do

So say "Don't lie to me, society! My soul won't be bought"

Then take the earbuds out ya ears and take control of your thoughts

I'm screaming fuck this rap game but I love this rap game

Fuck this rap game but I love this rap game

Every other women begging for my last name

With your 3rd eye closed, running in the fast lane

 

A luminous mad hooligan

have a chorus in unison like nuns in Jerusalem

heart of aluminum tin can is what i been sayin'

in the gym eating pizza while the pen sprayin'

cold? possibly, but mortals my philosophy

obliterating those that honestly bother me

consciously killing your repertoire

I'll rip to shards your reckless bars take a picture, have it as a memoir

But know nobody can steal your shine

An eye for an eye will have the world blind

Open your third eye, you already heard why

Im tryna live my life in the light and write until the pen ignites

I don't care about what's wrong cause I do what's right

Even if there's a lot of things that's on your mind

[Sharpen up], you don't wanna leave the [point] behind

Index, keeping your enemies in check

 

I'm screaming "Fuck this rap game"

But I love this rap game

Fuck this rap 'game

But I love this rap game

Every other women begging for ya last name

With your 3rd eye closed, running in the fast lane

 

Tryna right my wrongs as I'm writing another song

And, yes I'm lighting up this bong catching flights to where I belong

Strongly longing for stability: King Kong stable

Split my net down the middle like ping-pong tables

With my people cause they warned me bout moving to mainstream

Sing-song labels aiming towards doing the same thing

They know a song's a hit, sign the artist and change things

Rappers go along with it for the things that the fame brings

And they know they're wrong from it but they plan on living it up

And then they slowly wanna quit cause their fans've given them up

I swear this game will leave you sour for hours with all these cowards

In a race for the power and the things we call ours

Nostalgia from when wasn't shady & deceitful

[Hip-hop's roots, now it's the root of all evil]

Showing love to my people that listen to real music

To respect to all my hip-hop niggas that still do it

 

Screaming "Fuck this rap game"

But I love this rap game

Fuck this rap 'game

But I love this rap game

Every other women begging for ya last name

With your 3rd eye closed, running in the fast lane

 

Liberated from situations I've been debating

these figments imitating the figures that say im crazy

Im disengaging, these fickle minds don't amaze me

But i could stare at the sky to [bat] the breeze but life's a [good pitcher]

Steady searching for the [perfect picture]

The almost perfect person to make the hurting differ

We giving in to the urgent whispers of society

Beauty is determined by what the eye cant see

Hold up.. So that means you cant sell this dream on television

Don't be scared to be driven simply by intuition

The pen is dripping while these verbs are my ammunition

Don't be scared to drive the distance and provide assistance

To those who need it, restricted to build a thriving business

We cant buy the system, cause money don't rule the world, only the people do

As long as that's said, we might as well pull it thru

 

creaming "Fuck this rap game"

But I love this rap game

Fuck this rap 'game

But I love this rap game

Every other women begging for ya last name

With your 3rd eye closed, running in the fast lane