TRACK C

Can't stop

Building up the plot

Not a lot a time before I am just another plot

Me against the clock

Heart full, mind weary

Heavy body, heavy rains

Heavy weight on my shoulders

No temporary reigns

Timeless

Talk is cheap, but I can't risk losing anything

That's why I do not speak

Dorang suka borak tanpa backing up the music

Claim they pushing boundaries

But really I'm confused, and barely amused

Same old rehashing of the same old bullshit

Haha

You had your time to speak

My turn to grab the mic, bitch

You better listen carefully to all the words that I spit

This music shit is not a formula, bitch

I'm done with sucking up or seeking validation

I'm the best that fucking came out this, bitch

And that's on my mama, and that's on my future kids

And that's on Hip Hop, all my shit been 10 out of 10

You know I can't stop, popping melatonin

Couldn't save you from sleeping on me

I got a lot of shit to say but

Man, I'm done with this shit

Mary Sue, talk your shit

I ain't ask for a bit

But I'm expected a lot

Struggled for the part, but now I thicken the plot

Y'all trading fuckin bibs

While I watch the coin tossing

Catch it mid air, then I stash it in my drawers

Wary of the sketchy like the suits in big pharma

Fellas temper pesci as I'm patience for the karma

Zealous for attention, see you grabbing for the drama

Riding all this tension 'cause you sticking to your dogma

Fuck up the game need no kama sutra

Get ready your positions I won't come when it suits

All this shit I've been healing

Let it numb when it bruise

I don't need the penicillin, I'mma pen when I choose

I don't need another ceiling, I'mma stick to my roots

I don't mind the fucking leaking

'Cause the sky is my roof

TRACK A got you, thinking now you seeing the proof

Y'all be chasing from behind

How's the view of my glutes?

How's the view of my glutes?