Story Behind The Song

I remember at one point where I felt like I was the only one who wanted this rap thing bad enough to keep on persuing it.

Song Description

This song is about like being alone and trying to come up in the rap game. Strategically planning out how to over-come the game and make it.

Lyrics

Yo Now imma lost soul, like a dude who just died and choose the middle path
Now i spit now i dont give fuck about shit ya'll will feel my wrath
fuck it ive done lost it, let me get a gun and make you get as wet as a bath get
never be cool and flash it, trash it through the evidence in a basket,
Im all alone like a bastid, Dont every try and test me now you'll get ya ass kicked
Im not sayin im the baddest but my status is fuck it and you can outta my face if you dont like it
Haters im used'em i grew amuned to'em So that's why now i stand alone
Ready to get paper to unfold and collect up and get my respect up to come up
if you dont like it SHUT THE FUCK UP

[hook]You can try to tie up my dreams in a knot and not let me by
And you can act sly and lie but the real cant be held down ryhmes on fire
So do what you gotta do and ill do what I gotta do to spit a line

who can i run to where can i go everybody disapeared in thin air like whodeany
now im just lookin out for myself so my mind is on, nothing but gold honey and money
It's time to put the petal to the metal, like playin twisted metal fo shizzle dizzle
man my group fell off i told'em to regroup, so we could all afford to buy coupes
but here's the scoop shit happened now my solo instrumentals are on loops
now i put my raps to wax and polish'em off and give you my max capac
shoot for the stars in nothin but full blast makin nothin but hot tracks
Stay intact with ya body and mind and never sell out....man fuck that



When your alone no emotions shown you turn stone
cold froze ova ya heart, just like the antark
ic I got strategic plans to get repspect like 2 M's and here he comes again
but now it's time for Ez, Sometimes i flow to quick so try and ketchup
when you wanna balttle me you gotta be able to contend
have lyrics to spit time spent equals year's of experience to leave'em bent
but not like you drunk, like you just met a muthafuckin punk who's hellsent
my shit is more then decent, you ignorant fool im a new rap legint
These trials and tribulations i be facin is makin my heart racin
like ya homie that blows so much coke out his nose body ready to explode
Bein a lost soul is not a good condition, I wanna be rappin forever that's my position