PROPANE (My Anthem) Lyrics

You know, there's certain individuals who have such a professional relationship with Pain

They channel it into momentum, not the momentum to be acceptible but the momentum To be exceptional

Learn from the last disaster so that the next one will be better

But don't you dare get them wrong

You doubt them for a second then you lit the charge and it's on

This is professional pain at its finest

Propane is what we desire

I'mma own em, any moment, take-out-my opponents in the pro-cess no less

I'm hoping I can open with a line from my old OG PD note pad

Not gloating but I'm floating like I'm in the ocean on a boat with full gas

So I wrote in all the motions to catch the emotions

From the room in one track

Exploding like a tank of propane

Controlling how I say and the way

I'm rolling through the flow it's Insane

I hope that ur taking notes home to save

Ill Throw in a little bit of this and that

Till i get my cash and I make that bag

My dope is gonna grow in the back

And the dough is gonna go in the bank

What I bring to the ring is the fight and the mental

To fall down and get up, do all of it better

Whatever the result, I'll keep on inventing

Cuz im unreliant and aiming for platinum

It's not easy or simple to pick up a pencil

And scribe a few lines down to make something real dope

Or go buy a mic and a laptop and then some

But I am defient and this is my Anthem

They think this shit here is a joke

Should've I get their ears up, let them know

That every time I spit they gonna be Hearing something untouchable

Kicking in through the front door like I'm 5-0

With a knife, call it psycho

Running with a Jason mask

I'ma cyclone with a blind fold

And got no clue or an idea where I'm gonna land

So when I'm hardly just starting to get a little sloppy with jotting

I really try to write some lines in but this shit can all be a process.

You wouldn't wanna cross in this fortress

Cuz I got all kinds of these torches

Ready to go off any given moment and then y'all would be hopeless

Man I'm So focused I wrote this

Right On my phone about four in the morning

Pouring my heart on to every note that I ever recorded

Go to bed, waking up and then I'm right back at where I just started

Yeah it's sad, but I'm gonna keep this shit 100 percent as honest

As I can, that's the plan

What don't you motherfuckers understand

That As a kid, I was bit

By a bug, turned me superhuman

Ok that's a fib, I'll cut the shit

It's time to spit a little serious

By the end of this year coming up

I'm blowing up I guarantee

What I bring, to the ring is the fight and the mental

To fall down and get up, Do all of it better

Whatever the result, I'll keep on inventing

Cuz I'm unreliant and aiming for platinum

It's not easy or simple to pick up a pencil

And scribe a few lines down to make something real dope

Or go buy a mic and a laptop and then some

But I am defient and this is my Anthem

They try to get best of me, testing me

Ima-be relentless with everything

Especially when they threaten me

Gonna bring out the devil in me

Gonna wish that you didn't go and start this beef

With a real Mc from the crazy tree

Cuz next rhyme ima let the shit fly

We can all just call me the chimpanzee

Apparently there has been

Smell of beef in the air

But they're too damn scared to come near me

Cuz they know that their shit's terrible

Like "It's a miracle, that Pd got this far as an amateur

It's histerrical

The things he be saying ain't that original"

Bitch How you know?

Cuz I'm doing all this on my own

Sounds way better than your autotone even if my songs playing out your phone

Your shits gonna sound just like shit and

My shits gonna sound just like gold

You're a joke and it's time to go

Pack your bags and go hit the road