yo I'm back again, kinda lazy never shady
born back in the 80's, burn the paper when i drop the pen
love the law cuz it gave it birth to criminality
my salary is barely just enough to pay the fuckin rent
and I resent every man who ever played my father
made my mother fodder, to a phony man like verbal kint
lots of passion, lots of violence, always skeptical
i love destroying property if nothing for the spectacle
smash a nazi til he turns into a vegetable
then take him on a cruise w my crew cuz we got shit to lose
shit to prove, because I find the world detestable
and if you see me out the house I'm probably on some chemicals
90's everything from basketball to wrestling
i used to skate a shorties 7.5, back when you was semen
back when wu tang was heard up on the radio
imagine gci showing mad love to 12 reasons
5th seasons was the place that it was all started
a seed of hatred for humanity was planted
until it grew into the rage that I feel today
you could never measure all my hatred for this fuckin planet
(hook 2x's)
it's my life, i mean the man behind the mask
a mad man, come at you fast, with the broken glass
they call me novatore, my government is louie
I am the son of evil, stand united w the lower class
verse 2
am I ensnared by this rotting flesh I'm forced to wear,
or is that all I am; a temple of ideas?
none unique or constant, nothing even meaningful
its sad to think the only thing original's the physical
and that's the type of shit I think about, and drink about
my mind is always racing, replay every situation
i stand adjacent to myself and always bumping shoulders
youth is so romantic, but the winner is often colder
I feel me molder but i'll fight it til the bitter end
struggle just to make it in this game,at least I got some friends
through my lens I see the best in people recently
most of us are tired of the way we have to make our ends
doesn't matter if it's legit or illegally
increasingly, we equally take issues with the frequency
or how unevenly, the wealth is always distributed
never based on labor, wealth antonymous with decency
I used to hate to be a lone but now I kinda love it
can be the master and the masses of my own coven
never have to listen to somebodies boring stories
or excuses, cuz excuses are a dime a dozen
last time I seen my cousin, it was in an open casket
basket case for months, I lost my mind because I couldn't' hack it
never been the same, I rarely ever shed a tear
i shed so many in that year, that I could fill a fuckin baske
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023
