Michael Kraun - On The Menu
[Verse 1]
Back in the days I was a youngin' with heart
Scoured through the city, waiting for something to start
My laziness mixed with ambition, couldn't cut them apart
So depression and insecurities were lumped in the dark
And the best part? The growth so sudden it give you a stretch mark
And I just lapped everybody that I gave a head start
I know I’m right if your list is something I'm left off
I know I'm nice if I really forget your best thoughts
Like where they go? Paranoia from the mary smoke
I don't care to sell, like a merry go, till my burial
EP had the vision, got me prepared to go aerial
Kid from Queens but getting streams out in Ontario
There he goes and I bet he hasn’t slept for weeks
The method so restless that if I die I won’t rest In peace
Attacking all you actors in masses from the west to east
Cause I was a peasant that was once so desperate for a feast
And now I eat
[Chorus]
A lot of fake rappers on the menu
I done ready showed you what my pen do
I don’t think there’s any more to tell you
I could write something that would end you
A lot of fake rappers on the menu
I done ready showed you what my pen do
I don’t think there’s any more to tell you
I could end you but I rather befriend you
[Verse 2]
Hip hop is dead and it's too late to resurrect it.
But that don't mean that I won't try as long as I'm not breathless.
Stand up to the capital, the truth shall be your weapon.
Jewish boy but I treat the booth like a confession.
This for all my 90s cats,
Y’all be bumping new hip-hop.
And wonder where the rhyming at?
And where New York been hiding at!
I should tell you trolls but know y'all ain't got no time for that.
It was written Marty McFly Biff in the almanac.
That's why you see me looking real shy under my starter cap.
Cause the music biz corrupt and yet I'm still a part of that.
I remember when hip hop was real and now we far from that.
DMX taught us if them dogs gon bark, then we barking back.
Hov taught us get our money right.
LL treat honeys right.
Nas said the world is ours,
Tribe said not to run from life.
We 20somethings and they say we can't do nothing right.
But I rather be honest and broke than rich living a fucking lie.
[Chorus]
A lot of fake rappers on the menu
I done ready showed you what my pen do
I don’t think there’s any more to tell you
I could write something that would end you
A lot of fake rappers on the menu
I done ready showed you what my pen do
I don’t think there’s any more to tell you
I could end you but I rather befriend you
[Bridge]
Bamboo’s Skit / I don’t think there’s anymore to tell you
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
How many times I gotta rhyme to let you know I’m here for it
I’ve been reading deep between the lines like I’m clairvoyant
I know my sound ain’t for everyone, most won’t care for it
But I always knew I could be Mike without a pair of Jordans
Mama like “Yeah boy,” but I’m like I’m scared for it
I ain’t been prepared for it
Still I’m about to murder everything as if every single day I made sure to wear a pair of black air forces
Ups and downs been healing my inner child
My eyes on karma but its trauma always comes around
Yeah, I’m from the town
Heart beating like hummer’s sound,
It’s always those who ain’t moving that try give the run around
Shit, I’m working on me and how I treat people
Anti-social so I barely even see people
I don’t feed d’evils, cause that ain’t my steelo,
Music forever cerebral and I keep the change close like Magento,
I don’t need no, fame,
Just some Novocain,
Cause you fake rappers been lying through your teeth though
Guess who came when New York City need a hero?
Mr. Michael Kraun, I can’t wait to see where he go
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