BiGG MaTT - Elevator

All you rappers entertainers
You actin' like a new savior
You actin' like you bringin' new flavor
So do me a favor
Bring it to me later
Haha, I'm on my own shit
You common like a pair of khakis
You blendin' in with everything
I'm the blazer in this outfit
I'm standin' out
Takin' down the pilot
Takin' over in this cockpit
The plane was goin' down anyway
Flyin' a plane
That's full of such rage and pain
I listen to the arcane
And yet you sniffing cocaine
And you just want to complain
Livin' in the fast lane
Pourin' ya life down the drain
Livin' all vain
It ain't a life you can sustain
You won't remain
You gotta learn to walk on new terrains
Gotta learn to spin with the hurricane
Take the pain no Novocaine
Takin' hit after hit
It's like a weather vein
Only then can you see
Hits after hits
Always comin' from the shit
Biggest always comin' from the lowest
Warmest always comin' from the coldest
Highest always comin' from the potent
Packed
Chocked full of genetics and experience
Preparations like some dietetics
Apologetic, I feel for the people hurtin'
I'm sorry that you had to see that
Do that
Hear that
It would appear that
We need to be real
We need to be raw
Y'all actin like you followers
Oh look it's the claw
Races unbalanced
Alone on the seesaw
Addicts on your block
They dyin' goin through withdrawal
You takin' videos
It must make you feel so tall
Lemme see it once
They gon' wish I was declawed
A big cat in this game
Hear me roar
I wanna give my life up to a higher force
But my soul is stuck up on the first floor
It was easier before
Not knowing the truth that I know now
Knowing that they takin' us round and round
They tellin' us every lie
Merry sounds
Buried now
Mary sounds
Like a clown
Reaching hands
For these jams
Like hey
Get out my way
I ain't got time to sit and play
Child's play
It ain't my forte
I'm dancin' on the beat like it's a ballet
I'm light on my feet
But with a punch that competes
I got 100 no cheat
Yeah they printin' money on the sheets
While we killin' for the money in the streets
Mattress cash
Hidin' in the mattress pad
I'm an undergrad but I'm comin' for the Master's
Educated givin' real facts like a broadcaster
Y'all are actors
Put into the role you play
White suit gangsters
I'm takin' down the phonies
Yeah I'm chargin' up my blasters
Prepare the ceremony
I want the caterer
Bring sashimi
It's dreamy
The way the higher ups fuckin' us
Make it steamy
This chick is in this teenie weenie
Yellow polka dot bikini
Eat her up like tortellini
And then we go and take out dick Cheney
Man I'm so zany

Written by:
Matthew Bellinger

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