Beauty In The Chaos ft. So=Cal Lyrics

These pawns wanna have me slaughtered

Drawn and quartered

I just say fuck it, ya'll can suck it like a porn performer

I'm a God amongst men, I'm not a normal mortal

So when you try to relate to me, it's just sorta awkward

I'm a spit until I'm bored with talkin

Then I'm a switch to just recording my yawns

Make money off my boredom

The type of fans that follow you and hype your trash

Are the type that go to Chinatown to cop designer bags

They don't care about realness, only appearances

Don't wanna pay full price for the true spirit of lyricists

I heard a sample of your shit, you can't be serious!

I just ignore you like indie rappers do sample clearances

Pandemic put me in a rare position

Came out a little twisted, sicker than a rare condition

Hot boy summer - so fuck your air condition

Voldemort - 'cause I'm the one name you're scared to mention

If you feelin' at ease, better stand at attention

I don't tweet, but I'll get at you like spammin' your mentions

Got the venue packed like the Javitz Convention

Center of gravity AND of attention

Designed as your highness and Majesty

Life is lined with tragedy

Writing rhymes to capture this life defined by agony

Self-promoter, I just adjusted my salary

You THINK you're sick, but I'm pretty sure that it's just allergiessss

Everywhere I look, I see clowns like Red Nose Day

I'm the new normal, while mortals do it the old way

This is your portal to "The Old Days"

Vermin comin' out the woodwork - give em the roach spray

What did Hov say?

"Don't argue with fools..." and that whole saying?

That's why I live my life how I live it with no explainin

I give it to you fools Nice and Smooth - with No Delayin'

A Hip-Hop Junkie addicted to vocalization

You do okay as local entertainment

But the almighty is global, I'm a whole new different flavor

I ain't gon hold you, I'm here to show you that you should save up

Get a nice little nest Egg - then give the game up

Came up in New York in the 90's, there's nothing grimier

What you saw outside would really test what was inside of ya

Hoppin' on the train was a gamble, but you would try your luck

'Cause the sites and sounds of the city is what inspired us