48 Bars Slap

Once upon a time there was a kid who could rap Way before ya'll started calling this music trap Slayed with his lyrics and stole the show with his flow The fact that he was homeless nobody would know Ate out of trash cans and slept behind a building While others was chillin and gettin top billin He had to learn to do some grown man shit And I ain't talkin bout nothing romantic Raised a son on his own and had to struggle to make it Nothing was given he had to go out and take it Working two jobs and doing college on the weekend Couldn't pretend, had home turf to defend While he was chasing his life he let his passions die His love for Lady Hip Hop just fell by the wayside Even had to do deal with something hazardous But now that man is back for Act 2 like Lazarus Yo, take your seat the intermission is over Cuz I'm to about to blow like a supernova Siesta is done and that hiatus is a wrap Better stand the f*ck back … these 48 bars slap They thought I disappeared like a soul in the rapture But it's about time for me to start a new chapter Even an old dog can learn some new tricks My shit hits different, gettin' internet clicks Spitting something real that I hope ya'll can feel And I don't give a damn about a record deal Try to walk a mile in another man's shoes Them bumps in the road might just leave a nice bruise Even when you feel like you've run out of steam To all my future legends don't give up on the dream Don't ever let 'em tell ya that your style is mid They can take their bullshit opinion off the grid The only thing constant in life is change Sometimes ya gotta reassess and rearrange You can't pour new wine into old wine skins So all the haters can miss me with their lies and grins Yo, take your seat the intermission is over Cuz I'm to about to blow like a supernova Siesta is done and that hiatus is a wrap Better stand the f*ck back … these 48 bars slap It's been a long time but now I'm back in the saddle So I guess that means you're gonna let your saber rattle You can kill the noise cuz I'm not here for no conflict But I will mess up your life like an innocent convict I'd rather just reunite the Hip with the Hop Real rap has returned … now that's a microphone drop Used to suffer from a severe lack of patience Reality was fake like I was trapped in The Matrix Then I learned how to find some balance like the scales Everything on God's time and His love never fails I was trying to hit ya'll with the Kaizen Vibe Till Lady Hip Hop introduced me to my tribe Now I miss the mic like the desert misses rain And still a scrappy underdog just like Ukraine Never been cocky, just call me self-reliant But watch out cuz you just awakened a sleeping giant