The Solo Maniac - Make Room

Ya'll better make room!

When I enter the club to this tune
Moving like a baboon
On key with the beats, monkeys see, monkey do
Oh please let me flee to the moon
Fly away from home, see, I'm no geese, I'm a loon
Driving high out my dome as I speed like a car zooms
Dust clouds from the soles of my feet like a cartoon
Drawing this out, my sound pollution like car fumes
My dreams are like Moby Dick, their in sight of my harpoon
Even if I'm a lonely dick marooned
I stir this up like a Typhoon with my tune
You know I might ruin my life like it's my doom
But its my mood to howl at the high moon
Turn into as beast as I bite through
These chains, like a Wild West shoot
As I unleash my shots like it's high noon
I begin to get high as I loom over you as my insane brain storm starts to brews
Thunder cracking as I zoom with the music that I've warned will strike right through
It's under my axe, I'll resume chopping this up when I scorch it just like a sue
Chef, I'll make a meal of this tune, it's a buffet, whenever I enter the room

So you better make ROOM!
This is my spot in this hop-hop, so scoot
Right over, soldiers, don't you shoot
Just mull it over and find my truth
That this is my spot, my chair in the booth
I claimed that the day I flew the coop
Went insane a Maniac, stuck in a loop
So fuck it and move, you all need to make room!

You think it's nice and funny to attack me and then claim I'm rude
But your raps like my advice I give to a guy's honey, you're above that tool
Instead I tap into my highs and my lows, not for money, but to show you truth
Yeah, I can be cold as ice too, Solo Maniac, and I'm breaking through

You all better Make ROOM!

When I resume this track, turning grey, the wrong hue
They say I'm the wrong dude, my songs aren't cool,
It doesn't feel new, it's a little old school, this is the stress of an old dude!
From the days of news news by kids who cut me like a razor
So I sit and play Dat New New by Kid Cuddi, cause that's my flavor
Put on Ill Mind Of Hospin Five like he's been my buddy, my neighbor
His words in my mind, they helped to shape me like putty, until I shine, it's my behavior
They may be my saviors, helping me survive this sad worlds cruel nature
But I'm never a failure, cause even if I fall, I rise and fly to my own standards
Like I'm High Bruce Banner, greening out as my rage drives me like a hammer
My light like Green Lantern, my will allows me to keep up with your banter
When I deliver my lyrics you can hear it's getting better
With every letter, I'm nearest to the clear so never say never
I'll break the tethers, no fear, I'm here to show drama setters
And all contenders that I'm king of the room as soon as I enter

So you better make ROOM!
This is my spot in this hop-hop, so scoot
Right over, soldiers, don't you shoot
Just mull it over and find my truth
That this is my spot, my chair in the booth
I claimed that the day I flew the coop
Went insane a Maniac, stuck in a loop
So fuck it and move, you all need to make room!

Throw me in to the oven like I'm Hansel and Gretel
I have a fire momentum that steams, like a candle or kettle
Spitting more venom in streams, they can not handle my rattle
Which is my memento I use to remind me I'm unable to settle
Like a baby, you are meddling with a man whose too mental
A bit crazy, lyrics peddling out on every instrumental
Telling ladies, I'm a sword mentally and I'm a little bit into metal
Hell, maybe I'll spit gold and eventually turn it into a medal
But I'm a simpleton who feels like he's always on Ritalin
My brain dipping into the pen, ink I'm constantly scribbling
Fuck listening to them, thinking I've solved the riddle again
That I'm inconsiderate, sinking my teeth in, I'm ripping them
Apart, I obliterate it, limb for limb, brain skipping like your tripping
All of your hate got you bitching that you got caught slipping,
You need to get a grip man
I'm the hit man with my commitment to spit it, make room or I clip them!
Look at them, they rap for the charts, not from their life as their hearts are silent
It's so dark when they trap you far beneath the height of the bright stars shining
It's hard when they crap and fart on my fight, but I know I'm not behind them
As I splinter them, my dreams in sight, it shines like a light bright and I'm not blinded

You all Better Make Room!

So you better make ROOM!
This is my spot in this hop-hop, so scoot
Right over, soldiers, don't you shoot
Just mull it over and find my truth
That this is my spot, my chair in the booth
I claimed that the day I flew the coop
Went insane a Maniac, stuck in a loop
So fuck it and move, you all need to make room!
So you better make ROOM!
This is my spot in this hop-hop, so scoot
Right over, soldiers, don't you shoot
Just mull it over and find my truth
That this is my spot, my chair in the booth
I claimed that the day I flew the coop
Went insane a Maniac, stuck in a loop
So fuck it and move, you all need to make room!

Written by:
Kyle Redgate

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