Lan - grate

I'm sick of the peace
Too many thinking they're slicker, they're Grease
I cannot fold you can't give me a crease
Can't catch a cold I've been wearing my fleece
Global warming when I airdrop a beat
No I can't send you a pack
Got 32 and they're swinging like jazz
Go to the spot they're gon' treat me with class
That's why your girls all horny like brass
I'll say wassup they're gon' ask for a pass
Hasn't been that hard to see
Since I was young I've been holding the key
Hard to believe that I'm not 23
The way that I'm floating like Jordan I'm King
The way that I'm floating like Ocean I sing
What can I say
Sick of the way that you all wanna play
Hardened my shell like clay
Cannot wait
I gotta go get paid
Sharpened my skill my blade
Enough delay
Got myself up I'm straight
You should see the look on your face
Stank like cheese I'm grate
Got a folder classified
For my eyes only time I show emotion
Boy from boulder terrified of getting identified
Couldn't stop the signal amplifying
My ego what I stand behind
I threw it all to the dirt
Lessons learned bridges burned
I grew back out of the earth
I grew up out of the sea of wanna be rappers from privilege and greed
I grew it out of a need
To catch what my heart bleeds
Flows from my arteries
No parties or posters
Could ever catch my words
My heart is made of gold
Let a jeweler check my worth

Written by:
Lance Tanner

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