Tyraid Sama

Manic depressive socially disconnected introvert who loathes attention, watch me ghost the exit/

So clandestine avoid detection, takin all suggestions/

Agoraphobic — It's a known disorder. Gotta codependence on performin so/

Whenever shows assemble send condolence, blessins, and remourceful messages to promoters. 

Destined to destroy the venue, visual director should be Roland Emmerich — [movie reference]/

Your selecta dont reload your records clearly bored he textin/

Ya boy RoQ — get bag like bell hop at a board & breakfast — If bars are stock, Im Gordon Gekko/

Whos the dopest muah, Cole, of Kendrick?/

Fuck an a&r, I'm not you're golden pheasant. They'll exploit your art for a code to netflix, no code of ethics/

I'm Hannibal youre a roman emperor , sans Africanus, [your throne's defenseless]/ 

Passport is poppin [global offensive], shout L-D-N roll a seven/

Cut my fro and shredded, cadio some reps/

Now the hoes is checkin, I ignore their message, I been photogenic, its called "broke aesthetic"/

Gotta growin business I'm the sole investor/

Profitless entrepreneur/

Farmer's Market; bargain store connoisseur/ 

Hella despondent incessant dodgin a Credit Department, one bedroom apartments dont ever talk about allure/ 

Couches, Econolodges on tour/

I've taken losses, galore/

Delas (de loss) is literally my middle name — How come I ain't thought this before?/

Back then I was a rap pleb/

**** operated with so much anonymity, I could redefine the term "black web"/

It was an abject life, so Bizarre how they Passed us By/

Kevin Hart in Jumanji, our stature's too small to respect, we're just backpack guys/

Honor, Honor, Honor, Honor

Say “Your Honor, TyRaiD Sama” 

Bring me drama, no mañana - “TyRaiD Sama”

On God, On Mamas - “TyRaiD Sama”

Feel nirvana it's an honor to say “TyRaiD Sama”

Honor, Honor

Say “Your Honor, TyRaiD Sama”

Bring me drama, no mañana - “TyRaiD Sama”

Rappers live the auspice of TyRaiD Sama

Phoenix..

Rather see me broken, rather see me stagnant, rather see hopeless/

Rather me another casualty a mental cavity that I exposed [gunshot]/

They, tried shadin the sunlight from me

Got deity bloodlines, dummy/

You can't take my sublime from me

You Can't Take My Sublime From Me!/

YOU CAN'T! TAKE MY! SUB-LIME! FROM ME!

(x9)

YOU CAN'T! TAKE MY!

Scars and wasted time/

Judges get your score cards and watch my FICO do a graceful dive/ 

Meetings delegared on extended breaks from 8 to 5 young and melanated supplementin ways to make a dime/

I can call myself a [****!] say “I'm God,” you hate me, why?/

Used to turn the content of my blood from water straight to wine/

I ain't your dog, self-hateful dogma tend to copulate your mind/

With yo hate fo self. Yall Laud a Latent Life, well you can take those L's/

These bars gon make me crack, Cornrow Wallace —Dave Chappelle/

My mother's why I rap, so yall can thank her. Her name's Michelle/

Some A&R threw me to the sharks goin overboard, chasin sales/

Learn to swim, you'll be whale. Life's a beach but — go against the gain — you may see shells — sambo!/

Far as blackness some of our kin frontin, Diaspora **** I been from it/

You couldn't get me to code switch if the bank switched up my pin number/

You can't! Take my! Sub-lime! From me! (x2)

[Never.] 

You can't! Take my! Sub-lime! From me!

[“Never.” repeats in background]

You can't! Take my! Sub-lime! From me!(x5)

Say “Your Honor, TyRaiD Sama” 

Bring me drama, no mañana - “TyRaiD Sama”

I'ma God, on Mamas - “TyRaiD Sama”

TyRaiD Sama(x8)

You can't take my sublime from me! (x2)

[“On God” repeats]

You can't take my sublime from me! (x6)

[I'm a God]

You can't take my sublime from me! (x3)

[“I'm a God” x27 .. I'ma..]

You can't take my sublime from me! (x21)