Nine Lives

I'm like a cat with nine lives, I might ride or I might die,

if you slice my thighs with a nice knife.

I see it in your right mind, you try to find a right kind of life.

I'm the kind of person that thrives trying to survive.

Otherwise I'll just dive.

Here we go, all these guys, who face their demise.

They try to be enlightened, try to be the dragon with the diamond.

I experience excitement, hate being silent, would rather be violent.

Tired of my environment, face this judgment.

I guess me being confident is irrelevant.

I'm like an intelligent elephant, maybe even arrogant.

But this life is elegant.

Are you a rapper? Excellent. Are you poor? That's evident.

Have these words as my sentiment, might as well have me under experiment.

Found out why the hell I cannot feel emotions,

but when it comes to me it's like an explosion.

My mind is broken, I've already spoken, my dignity is already stolen.

My confidence is over loaded. I'm devoted to being roasted.

With these elegant lines I'm a fucking poet. Get the hint.

Bitch I'm already ruined, no need for improvement.

I'm like a fluent student in Hoogland.

This is what it feels like to be king.

Never gonna be recording, trust me, it stings.

Something inside of my telling me not to record.

Somethin' telling my I cannot afford the awards.

Guess what bitch? I'm bout to move towards the storm.

So here comes my thunderstorm.

I'm like a cat with nine lives, I might ride or I might die,

if you slice my thighs with a nice knife.

I see it in your right mind, you try to find a right kind of life.

I'm the kind of person that thrives trying to survive.

Barely have money, I'm not country.

You may disagree, but I'll leave behind a legacy.

These rhymes I'm putting on paper, they are second nature.

I feel greater than my failures.

Funny thing is, I didn't need strangers, I need do prayers.

I'm not scared to fail, as I inhale, I realize.

I'm scared of advice, by myself I will reach the skies, so here's goodbye.

Bitch my words make me a samurai.

Feels like I've been ambushed by my own power supply.

This power I dare to multiply, grant me to justify.

Guess what? I'm the type of guy to make you shut the fuck up!

So backup! My power is beginning to develop.

My power will come in the form of an envelop, I will redevelop.

Feels like weight has been lifted, I'm gifted,

ha ha, never gonna punch my ticket! I've reached my limit.

This rap game, I'm passionate, wait a minute.

I'm like a cat with nine lives, I might ride or I might die,

if you slice my thighs with a nice knife.

I see it in your right mind, you try to find a right kind of life.

I'm the kind of person that thrives trying to survive.