Sol Sinyc - Amerrickan

Never hung in front of deli's but I'm from that
Why use alarm clocks when you got gun claps
Elevator don't work, stairs full of blunt wraps
Inhale this life, one puff will have your lungs black
Smith and Wesson knife on me, gotta keep one strapped
Cause people acting like Christ ain't gonna come back
Moon never sets, dark nights in my rum glass
Amber alert, we just don't know where the sun at
All we know is rain, pain, this is grunge rap
Feeling like Cobain, my brain, bout to be cut scraps
Fun fact, back when I was 5 as a young cat
Hated students with the privilege of owning lunch bags
Broke as the hearts of the women I ain't love back
The only beat to my heart is a drum pack
My girl know, but Ima let the world know
What is you saying? I'm the best to ever run tracks
Mindset you gotta use in this rap shit
Hope these raw raps help me move out of DatPiff
All that's in my pocket is some lint and a chap-stick
Shout out Merrick, but being stuck got my ass sick
But the hood taught me a lot like you don't have friends
And when the pigs come around, better act dead
I learned not to argue with the crackheads
Was a careless lil youngin' but that's back then
Had a tense past but that's the past tense
Another rapper tryna figure where his dad went
How typical, it's the same story
The generic prologue to the fame glory
You were all here a hundred rhymes ago
Sprayed graffiti on signs of the times before
But I'll still rap with the passion that had Christ
And if I live another life I would rap twice
Said if I live again I would rap twice
Grab mics, picking up the pen like a glass knife
Last night, decided to live like it's my last night
'Preciate the world like I was blind in my past life
Cause life too short, seen too many die young
Two words y'all will never hear me say, "I'm done"
The cold spirits lurking in my head lonely
Now I'm living with the burden of the dead homies
Tragic, niggas I used to laugh with, rap with, back of the class shit
Had the same dream of having a classic
Make dope wrap it in plastic
But how they gon trap when they trapped in a casket
So please, how can I give up the plan
Living those dreams ain't it obvious I can't
Feeling vicarious thrill when my rhymes spill
They are what I feel
That makes me a prophet
Desperate for anything that makes me a profit
So I don't want to hear your mouth if it don't help me pay rent
Saving money really how my day's spent
Gotta learn my lesson, I'm tired of being less inclined
Tryna get up out the hood, I think I'm next in line
Really getting sick of living wishing I could press rewind
Buy myself a Rollie hoping it can give me extra time
I done wasted years of my life
I don't wish that 'pon anyone
Drowning in my past what the henny done
So I put the bottle down, time to think ahead for once
Escargot from being around semi slugs
Building lobby carpet smelling foul to them fendi rugs
My life to be, something I'd like to see
Maybe it's wrong for you, know that it's right for me
Know that it's right for me, know that's it's right for me
Maybe it's wrong for you, maybe it's wrong for you, know that it's right for me
This is my life to be, beautiful sight to see
Maybe it's wrong for you, but with a song or two, you'll know it's right for me

Written by:
Steven Almonte

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