Beat Still Runs

a new car would be dope but i’m broke i admit it,
i couldnt afford a 4 door accord or a civic,
its sorta ballastic,
prayed a lot but lord must have missed it,
but he always forgives me so i guess i forgive him
i got
visions of spittin bitchin verses and bridges,
so i study to be rich with slutty video vixens,
i’m cool like kat makin pimpin decisions,
and i practice what i preach start workin stop wishin.
so i
work for respect and a porsche for my sister.
let the last girl in my life pass i corgielly missed her,
in order to blister, you gotta put forth lots of iffort,
or effort whatever however i can get to the top
its gonna be a struggle i dont have the option to stop,
stuck in this bubble,
but its just not an option to pop.
put records out for free every time that they drop,
cause if i sold em they would probably flop,
and its not cause i dont rock,
its cause its easy to cop,
one off the top of your favorite internet blog,
with a bunch of those internet dj drops,
i’m just tryna get into every internet spot,
you call me wifi how i connect with the beat,
and i’m the flyest white guy to connect and compete,
a wreck in my sleep,
i only close my eyes when i have to,
this the beginning i am not even half through.
had a job to be responsible but thats cause i had to,
now i quit and i spit all day rad raps dude,
what a crazy fuckon nut you can call me cashew,
you go to college but i got goals that will surpass you,
life in the classroom,
was never promising for james,
jesse was too messy always had something to say,
took my drumsticks out, teacher said put em away,
but i hid em under the desk and continued to play,
obvious to everybody at a young ass age,
that i was born to be up on a big ass stage,
bigger than my ears were when they were gauged,
bigger than when jerkin was the brand new phase,
yo that was dope but i’m figurin out brand new ways,
to be me and spread myself across the world like aids.
i dont sleep at night, you other rappers twiddle your thumbs,
even when i catch my breath the beat stills runs,
i’m so determined that it’s sick,
i disgust myself,
sometimes i sit in bed and dream how i’d discuss myself,
up in interviews sayin how i trust myself,
only i can tell the truth to me and fuck all else.
but look truthfully i fucked myself,
hangin out and givin trust until i hung myself,
too many times i let em tug my belt,
so i’ll buckle down and fight back and run like hell.
turn around look back at what i dug myself,
into with all these issues way above myself,
i’m in a ditch all alone and i don’t want no help,
all i need is time to love myself.
i hope you know.
that i’m only havin fun right?
picturin myself silhoutted in the sunlight, with a pretty little lady in a sundress,
might take her home in 30 minutes get her undressed,
none the less,
i am always learnin,
truth heals all my wounds but it’s also hurtin,
i am only human, but i am hardly person,
i feel stupid not saying that i am hard workin.
cause i believe i use more of my brain than average,
i think i’m a genius, you think i’m a bastard,
i think that i’m quick, i ask to be faster,
my thoughts always mix, my songs always master,
been thinking so much about thinking so much lately,
thinking so much, that i don’t give a fuck daily,
when i wake up i tell myself i need to get go,
and i hate wakin up all alone,
my body is my house but my mind isnt home,
i think love is all i know,
love is all i am,
love is all i need,
love is in the air,
so love is what i gasp for,
the love i got inside of me is nothing that i asked for,
i learned it growin up you could never go to class for,
love is what i breathe.
love is all me,
and i’m loving just hummin this beat.