Roadman

I didn't wanna speak on this I'm not a gangster I'm not on road, but Everywhere I look I see death Blades and bullets they ricocheting Though the flesh of the youth I don't know what's happening But I know its sickening Said I don't know what's happeneing But I know its sickening I sling my raps to them white boys To give em' a taste Of what's it's like to walk in my shoes Why I talk this way And why I walk this way And why I drip this way And why I spit this way And why I flex this way You see it comes from the pain The type you wouldn't understand If the home your family living in is worth 300 grand Hard times made me tougher But turned my heart colder For those who contemplate suicide It's hard to recover when you're stuck inside a torturous mind state Voices in my head they're fucking driving me irate Everybody wanna be a roadman And everybody wanna be a rapper And everybody wanna badman And everybody wanna be a trapper And everybody wanna be ballin But they don't wanna put in the work Young youts out here straight killing each other Taking a son from their mother it's bezerk... still Everybody wanna be a roadman And everybody wanna be a rapper And everybody wanna live the lifestyle And everybody wanna be a trapper And everybody wanna be ballin But they don't wanna put in the work But I'm the motherfucker with the coldest flow The type of flow that make your girl just twerk Photosynthesising Synchronising Espionage, move in silence A tyrant to tyrants I discombobulate with syllable science I'm sonically dying Then resurrecting through the speaker Ejaculate on the preacher like F*ck religion Dismantle the superstition Propaganda at its finest I'll decimate opposition Then lacerate their decomposing body Inside of my kitchen Seducing and influencing your body is what I do Intruding and infiltrating your brain is minimal I'm a metaphysical criminal In spite of the fact my vibe is opposite to dismal Invisible to the haters my flow is undeniable Persona guaranteed to make your women Ready to risk it all for physical pleasure I endeavour to make her swallow all Of the ejaculate I release onto her tonsils Tom foolery for jewellery What I could never stand for Unfortunately that equates to most of you niggas You pussy niggas Fucking with the same bitches Chlamydia riddled Infested with the crabs no doubt Hence why all this pussy Be smelling like fucking trout I get sentimental Not rudimental Up on the instrumental Gentle, when caressing the pussy It's not coincidental That I give the craziest mental I call it Inter-dental Nibbling on that clitoris Okay... maybe I'm not that gentle Everybody wanna be a roadman And everybody wanna be a rapper And everybody wanna badman And everybody wanna be a trapper And everybody wanna be ballin But they don't wanna put in the work Young youts out here straight killing each other Taking a son from their mother it's bezerk... still Everybody wanna be a roadman And everybody wanna be a rapper And everybody wanna live the lifestyle And everybody wanna be a trapper And everybody wanna be ballin But they don't wanna put in the work But I'm the motherfucker with the coldest flow The type of flow that make your girl just twerk