kyreal

With this raps I'm like a vampire

Witness rakim inspired this fire of mine

With this anger that dagger of racism inside

White boy learnin to play violin

my boy hurtin from the violence

Since Hand me downs couldn’t fit

had to go getit without paying

 

Keep frontin liar till lions be hunting

Keep it a hundred never had nuthin

Kid with good grades matric with some As

College next engineering aint graduate

Nothin works and being a broke fiend nothin worst

Than birthdays and nothin to sip

On hurtin days pain black labels , jays

J cole 2014 press play and fuck the day

 

Writing tis verse before getting paid

Fighting this doubts where the faith

Why always pointing at the church

Find your purpose , serve the world

Live a lil , miss excuse the smell

Of the lit cannabis for a bit just to let go of hell

The herb forgives as I lift I wanna kiss tell

n u tis feelin I wanna share with

 

Im up every night losing sleep

Dreaming and filling my magazine

Raps got me trigger happy shooting anythin

Its aimed at my head and something held me back

From reddening the sheets going r.i.p by pulling back

And ending this haunted ruin you viewing at

The pain remains but now it’s used as wind at my back

Fuck you saying that kyle is this on that

and that’s my reply to that

im tryna rap and your shit aint got the smell

But to be kind lets call it blank even the deaf thinks you blind

 

Kyle reece the prince of the y city of dimes riddled with crime

Ill always call home o53 answer your phone its me

You wont believe what im seeing

This my prophecy and imma die making it true

wit just sum paper ink n a dream

I need to leave sea you in a few from a view

Jay z and nas just to name two who

Showed those like me n you how to grow the intellect

From our kasis to their projects hidden talent

The world is yours if you want it

Imma be the next thug poet askin white man you poor yet

No ok more money to get from you poverty this the cure