College Town Blues (feat. DJ Lucas)

Yea I'm bout to turn this college town to the underground I'm bout to Check, uh I'm bout to turn this college town into the underground The rap creatures we be crawling when the sun is down Almost skipped my last exam i was burning loud Wasn't made to dress in khakis and a button-down The system tried to groom me but I turned 'em down They tried to put me in a box but I burned it down Now they talkin about ya boy, call it word of mouth Yea I be that crazy Asian cat that you done heard about From the Hill up to the Mass like Eric Montross When you chase your dreams they gon' say that your a long shot Imma keep applying pressure like it's hot sauce Non-stop, I got hella gems like a pawn shop 99% of rappers got the doo-doo brain Make better music, I don't care about your username Had to block out all these pussies like a nuva ring Tryna rush your shot, 你要慢下你的速度 mane I'm bout to turn this college town to the underground I'm bout to turn this college town to the underground Took the show up on the road man you ain't see nothing yet From the college town, but I still be with all the knuckleheads And I really talk my talk cause they expecting nothing less Put the county on my shoulders 'til I buckle at the legs He emerges from the darkness, I'm coming out the west Of the path less traveled, but I ain't worried bout the stress But I still get nervous when I think about success Cause the homie just graduated now he's fucked up and depressed From the college town, no I could never leave the bros Gotta keep my head high, like I got a bleeding nose I don't ask the custy's name, shit be on a need-to-know Parking lot got license plates from up and down the east coast First it's bussin', then you scared it might not mean something Cause the ceiling's so low that I'm getting a concussion And it's lit, but I can't just be the flavor for the night In a town where people doing something major with their life So I scream in the abyss, just hoping someone sees Told the custy walk alone like Boulevard of Broken Dreams And my license says I'm local, I ain't worried bout police I recognize some random faces every time I go out east It's crazy, homie's not the same since the shrooms From the western side of the state, like I'm hanging out in Boone Did the Yale, Chapel Hill, even been to Syracuse And the price be going up just like you trying to get a room C'mon Let me talk my talk man And I've been all on the local news Like you might not see me on the big shit But like, check the student paper man. It's DJ