so low - #Memories (Interlude)
Take a look at my brainThoughts of a four-door range and a push to start
But what's in there is pain
Of failed relationships and broken hearts
I said I did this for art, but
I'm not the type to show and tell
Cuz what ripped us apart, what
Shit I don't want to regale
But fuck it though, people want to listen to the real me
Too many settle for their photos in three D
Yeah it pops out but can't touch it if you reach
My sound waves making you feel the belief
Why they mad at me? You sound like this guy that guy
Acting like it's just a sound and not a vibe
Acting like I'm just mimicking what I'm listening
Not realizing that real shit doesn't sound different
Peep it- I dare you, critics, to mimic
I dare to drop your biased opinions
I dare you to just chill out and listen
Try to end my winning this winning just beginning
Solidified the vibe every time my vocals vibrate
Fake thugs plug their ears saying I'm not great
That's the type of shit that takes me out of my mood
Got me Rah-rah-rahing like yo, it's not true
Yo Fuck you, no fuck you, your sister and mom too
Unless they love me in that case I love em too
But get your boy- I'm annoyed digging in my bag
Throwing stones at the throne I'm throwing back a frag
Boom goes the dynamite boom there goes the limelight
Boom with the bap like two turntables and one mic
Take center stage spotlight feel like sunlight
Gleaming while they seeing while I'm Emcing man it's alright
Channel power from within- Mind, Body, and Soul
Three six zero degrees through my nose
Drink fresh water- lawn garden hose
You fake decorations- lawn garden gnomes
People give me attitude like I own them favors
Well keep them shits bro, I'm not down for owing neighbors
If supporting me is such a burden let me go
I'm on the up and up even though I stay So-Low
Can't deal with all this bullshit if I'm being honest
I'm one bad news away from becoming violent
I'm one play away from becoming the hottest
But I'm one complement away from becoming modest
I'm paranoid can't help it, it grew as I grew
Never confess through text message they get confused
We can talk in room, phones out of view I'll add a lie
If the info leaks I know it was you
Written by:
Solomon Cruz
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