I Rap Better

Jaek DeLarge Yo I am not a contrarian, I got my own perspective I dictate, you take dick and I don't respect it Your low projections are so expected, I'm not surprised You ain't yourself, you're a copy of what's been popularized Artistically, you compromised just to get you some money Your senses have dulled, and your vision is muddy You got famous for having exquisite taste but it's lacking You're upset at yourself, mad and you hate that this happened You been selling yourself, you're a shell of yourself You're internally conflicted, you wrestle yourself And this Hell in the Cell's turned into hell on your health Your brain's processing pain and it's telling your cells A slow death when that disease sees progress The fake get no love, the wicked get no rest Another rapper signing up for rape, getting no checks The day your soul rests will be the day we say you're so blessed I'm young, handsome, eligible bachelor 10 years in it, finally got my masters Was never certified by Actra, I'm not an actor You rappers with funding from Factor still ain't a factor for me I'm in the field, y'all looking like meals Aint the type to hunt for fun, I only eating what I kill Never lost the hunger, aint no pay then you should lose my number If you sleeping on my greatness, suffocate you in your slumber Wait, they bout to bite, let me hit em with another flow Fear is what we never show, solid so we never fold Never told - that Beretta blow, aint no exit holes Ex them hoes, ain't no X and O's, just an episode That was just the epilogue....yall was never hard death to y'all, this the murder mystery that's never solved Do em foul, now they wanna try to get the ref involved Talk to me nice, I'll put your life on my debit card Beep beep, who got the keys to the streets Who other than DLRG That's crafting these sixteens like Tarantino do scenes Portraits of all I seen through these Gigi Hadid's Look and you'll see, all they shit is fiction Listen, you'll hear all of the contradictions Devils in the details, all of that shit is missing They never participated, never was there to witness You living life through another mans quotes Did you really go to war or was it second hand smoke And Heath never got to play another damn role These are tears of a clown, just another sad joke I'm far from flawless, I played myself Giving other niggas more than what I gave myself Felt guilty, I couldn't celebrate myself Had to go and separate myself, to elevate myself Everything I got I gave myself Brick by brick, I'm proud of what I made myself Knew niggas with the keys who told me they might help But had to break out of the cage, save myself Ten years in this game myself It sounds crazy, I almost went insane myself No favours, I lose, I gotta blame myself They saying I changed, I'm saying I became myself I'm the Westside General, not in general I mean specifically Feeling differently then check the history Nice guy - flow is really mean that's what I really mean Grilling me will guarantee you and the nine milly meet Silly me... is that a promise or a threat They just rap what they imagine, I had to recollect And these niggas know, they owe me, they in debt They don't show me disrespect - I be knowing they address So don't ever get it twisted, mane Critics say my flow different, mane Can't say I aint sick cause the symptoms came Can't tell if I been preaching or if I just been pimpin, mane It depends on how they wanna spin the narrative Is it Django...or is it Harriet The effort to understand it is imperative I wrote this after hanging with my niggas, is it scary yet Large Don't ever bring that bullshit around us Ever Don't ever bring that bullshit around us