Eruption Lyrics

Ain't no glory in the streets

Judge sentences are humbling defeats

Most would never reach

Cause you

Can't dance with the devil having two left feet

Yet we're still trapped in mental shackles

As we letting time go

Adaptive to the stress

As I bury those loved

Burying mom and pop next

Use distractions not to act upon my fucked up emotions

Eyes holding oceans

The way I'm holding shit back is like Moses

I'm stepping through and crowds split

Part the red sea

Ayo pardon me

Few friends more enemies to meet

Keep one close to read and learn deceit

Jesus had a Judas can't you see

Anyways trynna be like Drake and Songz

I want to be successful

Don't ever let em test you

Make sure the price is right like Barker

Get it in hand tight till then I'ma grab the mic and do me

Can't fuck with moody ones

They the type to take the dough and run

Till they catch a slug from me son

Just kidding

Just another master slugger getting off what they was pitchin

You a sucka and you ain't even tough kid

If I saw you I wouldn't cap shit off

I'd punch your face take your lid

And snatch the gold lace around your bib

No kidding

Bars too fast to catch you gonna need a mitten

And yo

With these clones in the industry

Less than a mini me

Bums ain't even half as good as me

Stop acting

Hand me a paper and pen

Not to sign myself but to spit mad hymns

Cause labels wrap crap in gold and call it a gem

Same to push two minute songs for DJs to spin

Then to never hear it again

Playin Horton hears a who gives a fuck

Real rap fans have given up

But not to give false hope

Me and rap have gone slow and steady

Think of her a lot

But to her I'm not ready

Says though I got bars a plenty

Gonna need more cars and ice to get me

Said you bluffin not trynna butter your muffin

I ain't even with all that noise I'm out

Many paths faced but I still take the higher route

Rap was attractive back when the masses weren't all hooked on clout

Way I kick is non-stop without a doubt addictive

Got no interruptions

Van Halen eruption

Rap fiends seek me to feed bad habits

Trip and turn Alice fall down a hole and find another

Mad rapper

Oops I meant rabbit

Dang nabbit

Tell dear hearts and gentle people can it

When the rhymes on

Stuck in a time zone

Listening to these kids

All nursery and bad flow

Carry volatile bars that's sharp to stab foe

Yo

Don't care for your advice or any of those proverbs

Ya still too young to know bees from the birds

Matter fact you a cat to a big dog

You can't be an MC till you learn to spit raw

Sway crowds leave em in awe

Get em lit like papers

Took a shit on these niggas so I know you smell the vapors

The jealousy turns to anger

But I ain't the one to call with the drama

Changing the channel

Fools get dismantled

Words are big guns

Just know I got the ammo