Diatribe The Phantom Stranger - Show Me Love

Keep your love, I don't need it
I know I'm the meanest emcee
To ever ride a beat
Devise a rhyming scheme
And write a speech to frighten people
Your pride and ego
Got you thinking I'm your equal
You're just a pigeon trying to fly with eagles
You're getting likes and reposts
But I'm the repo man
Here to steal your mics and speakers
And your DJ's needles
Damn, here we go again
Slam the beat, oh we don't care
We know, we don't need no beef, so
Where is it that we go from here
When your lyrics are weak
And you swear that you're the man
I can't stand these emcees
And their fans of the week
Who feel what you tweet like it's deep
You do what you do and that's cool
But don't you dare pollute the air that I breathe
And say you're realer than me
You think you're ran at my speed
I'm verbally doing circles around you barely can read
I'm doing damage and tearing up weeds
Clearing the fields and planting the seeds
I'm the lesser known, Who's rhymes are epic poems
But they don't recognize the writing that's involved
And every single time I try to get up applause
There's a silence and I'm tired of trying to get some love
I'm the lesser known, Who's rhymes are epic poems
But they don't recognize the writing that's involved
And every single time I try to get up applause
There's a silence and I'm tired of trying to get some love
Show me love
Love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Show me love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Diatribe's a dynamo
I write the kind of rhymes
That might provoke the mind to grow
That's fine you don't
But I draw the line
When you try to say that I'm not dope
When it's undeniable
I'm so maniacal
And twenty times the might of dynamite
And lightning bolts combine
When I strike the mic and I explode
I write the types of flows you like to
Even tried to but you failed
So you decided to be likable for sales
To be fair I understand
The appeal is sacrificing lyrics for some fans
But personally I can't
I'd rather murder beats
With words and teach
The world unique verses
So they learn from me
And in turn they become so much more than me
I'm the lesser known, Who's rhymes are epic poems
But they don't recognize the writing that's involved
And every single time I try to get up applause
There's a silence and I'm tired of trying to get some love
I'm the lesser known, who's rhymes are epic poems
But they don't recognize the writing that's involved
And every single time I try to get up applause
There's a silence and I'm tired of trying to get some love
Show me love
Love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Show me love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love

Written by:
Mark McLaughlin

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