Better Than That (Part 1) ft. CJ
• Written by SwimmingSlug • Featuring SeaJay
SwimmingSlug's Notes
Mix by jayare
//SwimmingSlug
On a new wave with the same board
Go butane with the wayward
Blow insane, got ya favourite player
Waiting, afraid of the game
Ya I hate it
Ain't no made up majors
I got too much data
Praying Lord save us
When I race it
When you bracing
For the impact of the hatred
Far far from tasteful placing
Your whole face against a razor
I do not match a mayor
Pocket escaping
Devil or hell nominating
I got bars in the bakery
Slaughtering every thought you are weighing
I go my own lane, sliding stalling styling all of lately
You oughtta pay me auto rately
Stardom all the cars and chains
For the roar behind my name
You came to blame
And end up incarcerated
Now starting today I'm running late
No devil to thank I'm well aware
To succeed I will never care
Give me all the bread in here
Disappear like a fat man's ear
Quick to adhere to any cheer
Fit to lead the whole racqueteer
Fact checking get you bastards hanging fast
I ressurect and Hand the past
A stand up cast of hella fast
Killer mans
Still I am underground
I'm sick of doing the run around
Every thing is coming down
Auto tune and mumbling sounds
I do not know nothing now
Catch the baton and relay that
I found the meaning to being man
//SeaJay(CJ)
Let’s get right into it
As i try to prove that
I’m the motherfucking better man
Wanna fight my music
But it strikes and bruises
Despite all your penitence
You can’t hide your lack of prudence
From Behind your ranks of jewellers
I decided to maneouvre
I’m gon find all the intruders
On the types of beats producers
Finna write and leave unused cause
They just kinda really stupid
I’ll admit That ain’t intelligent
Ketamine fuels the undeveloped I’m fed of it
On top of that can’t even give em credit to their rhetoric
Genuine impressiveness looked down on and detested since
Making sense ain’t given but it may be on the extras list
Swear I ain’t a pessimist
But I cannot see the best in this
Hip hop sunk since the new wave boy abandon ship
Love the gold watch and gold chain, yeah I rented it
the fuck you fuck thots when your bae is a feminist?
Yeah I lost it
Take the cash right out from in your pocket
Till the casket, imma put you in your coffins
All you bastards better look before you crossing
Faster than your bank accounts be dropping
I’m snatching off your crown I want your spot and
Passing all you clowns on way to top I’m
A master of the sound I will not stop
And I mean that
Opened the door, put the key back
Stoked to be roping your bros to the treetop
Folk get engrossed when i swing back
Know how to cope when they load and they relapse
Hoping I’ll fold and I’ll retract
Souls that I stole and I sold without pretax
Broken the mould to defeat trap
So all the bold and the old
Get involved and we’ll free rap
I got one chance just to get in tune with it
You better run fast before I get too livid
Already won that, can’t let you forget it
Welcome the runt back right into the litter
Look in my eyes, you really think I'm the same?
I struggle to smile beneath the layers of pain
My thoughts get too wild, so I turn off my brain
How the fuck I survive when I put pencil to page?
I know I decided to manoeuvre the game
But it's clear I won't rise when I can't choose the right lane
Won't be in top 5 while I'm refusing to change
But I can't give up fighting till a few know my name at least
I act ruthless, but the truth is that I fear the fame
As a student, my excuse is what my peers would say
So I keep to myself
Write these words in my cell
Swear nothing but a deal could break on through these chains
Might be stupid, but I knew that I could steer my way
With my music, I could do this, I could clear my bane
So I'll keep to myself
Write these words in my cell
I got a story to tell before I take my reign
I got one chance just to get in tune with it
You better run fast before I get too livid
Already won that, can’t let you forget it
Welcome the runt back right into the litter
I got one chance just to get in tune with it
You better run fast before I get too livid
Already won that, can’t let you forget it
Welcome the runt back right into the litter
//SwimmingSlug
Got a whole lotta money on demand
Gotta feed the whole fam
Gotta deal the dope man
Gotta reel the hope in
Imma really feel broke then
Like a lil poor man
I got eager dope plans
And you need to know that
Imma steal the whole flat
Imma keep your hoe fed
Imma beat your bro red
Till he hit the floor dead
Imma lil broken in the head
A lil potent with the meds
A lil spoken but I'm loud
With that action when I row
I'm a threat to the ground
Imma rip the whole town
Let me out or imma brag about
What you write about
What you not about
What you proud about
What I'm finding out
Is you don't wanna know
What you lied about
Let me write about what you fight about
With the right amount of fighter bouts
Pile the bodies up to mountains
This the kinda shit I'm hiding
What's the fucking problem?
I'm stooping down and stomping
Got a rule that comes with economics
Got the fools becoming cannon fodder
Cool them down with some acid water
This is school again for you whack ass rappers
And I'm proving that I got the standards
In my hands
And you don't act to them
Matter fact you outta rap
From the clouds I adapt
Coming down with a map
To this lil town called rap
Hold on
Got a call from my cousin and my brother
And my uncle saying something subtle
Like how i gotta rush em with the knuckles
Bring the pain by the double
Leave the game as some rubble
Rebuild from the gutter
I'm just a kid out of order
One of one
What you running from
You the one with the gun
I only want some fun
Let me curse you to kingdom come
Imma burden to all you dumb
Motherfuckers who know nothing
Trynna make something from a whole lotta trouble
Well I got a hole making bullet
Get you bow legged ducking
Like your hoe asking questions
About your phone password pressing
All the right buttons
you do nothing that's depressing
I'm a stone faced lover
No emotion got me undercovers
Name another lone wolf
With so many brothers
I am frozen with this flow
It is ice cold yeah I know
It might crack the code
It might get me known
It might let me down
It might set the tone
Of the shine that is showing
Boy tell me that i got the quota
Let me have this moment
Let me pass the program
I been pushing through them
Actually I think own them
I need all the credit
For the damage
That I've thrown
That I've dreamt up all alone
When I been stuck up at home
Rapping straight from the dome
Acapella with no flow
I've been bred into this zone
Now I'm well enough to go
Prophesising my own future
Taking over like computers
I can do this i'm a ruler
Now I'm proving that I'm moving
With my crew without a shooter
I ain't stupid I ain't rude
I ain't playing by the rules
I'm afraid imma choose
An ultimatum
Leave the fucking game played
Like a side hoe
Make ya mind up
Look for the bright note
I'm the kamikaze kind with a life boat
Never ever dying even suicidal
It's time I drew the line
For my ego
We know nothing ever free though
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SwimmingSlug
Member since April 10 2017