Tomb. ft. Blake Page Lyrics

When the bylaws are gone by golly ain't no stopping

All these weak niggas that think that rapping they only option

If you really practice, then your skills will be with your confidence

I know it's mean to say that I'm jealous through back hand compliments

But I've been trying to get to Celica to vroom

At the same time, trying to get my audience to boom

In the main line, they've been tryna treat me I'm a fool

Dedicated to myself you can put the shit on the tomb

Cause I'm dying on the hill that these niggas refuse to keep climbing

Swallow in the pill that these niggas refuse to keep trying

While y'all choose to cruise, I'm inclined to mindset of pilot

Cus practice makes improvements persistence is keeping you flying

Nigga I'm not your twin already have me a brother

You're actually nothing

The best from me is half of a cousin

You laugh like I'm bluffing

Mistake me for a dastardly glutton

But if it ain't about knowledge or passion, ain't asking for nothing

Cus this is geek season

Knocked down and but we keep breathing

It's the peak reason for great thoughts to meet treason

Been distracted from the game you would've thought it was my best girl

They ain't seen this style in a while like a s curl

Bow down if you think you still need a leader

If you know you make it happen, keep working cus I believe you

Modern kings are really coward

Days are feeling like hours

It ain't over till it's over, it's best if you save the flowers till I'm...

On my tombstone

You can put that on my tombstone

You can put that on my tombstone

On my tombstone

You can put that on my tombstone

You can put that on my tombstone

Nigga still been writing truly,

Well I mean most the time,

sometimes it be hard to spit when a nigga sit in the cold of life,

Homie hit me,

now I'm notified,

Tryna do a feature, know I'm gon' oblige,

Stressin', tryna get an album out,

Gotta get it now, and I know it's time.

Told me then, but I hear it now,

Soul be changing with appearance now,

So committed to the lyric genius,

That the man mysterious in the mirror now.

Didn't feel it then, but I fear it now,

Didn't see it then, but it's clearer now,

Nigga looking at a stained image,

Chain hanging with my ambition.

Seen the streets where they slain niggas,

Dumb beef of some gang niggas,

Why I'm working 'til I'm paid in it,

We gon' find another way in it.

Tryna be up on the stage wit',

If it a race, then I'm first place in it,

See dreams came, and I'm chasin' it,

'Til it's grave diggers, like the flowers is on my grave nigga.

On my tombstone

You can put that on my tombstone

You can put that on my tombstone

When the bylaws are gone by golly ain't no stopping

All these weak niggas that think that rapping they only option

If you really practice, then your skills will be with your confidence

I know it's mean to say that I'm jealous through back hand compliments

But I've been trying to get to Celica to vroom

At the same time, trying to get my audience to boom

In the main line, they've been tryna treat me I'm a fool

Dedicated to myself you can put the shit on the tomb

Nigga