The Proposal Video (MV)

How do you want me to rap?
To stay relevant so I drop the same trap?
To stay relevant so I drop the same crap?
I swear by God I rather shot by the head
Than kiss up your ass just to be accepted
No amount of the cash can get me distracted
All the hustle myself made I don't take you for granted
You can keep the change, I'ma keep it 100
Now you said that I've changed
But I can recall who was left ever then
Oh maybe I've changed
Didn't you know the pain I've gained
Truly can change a man
You're getting old man
You've gotta change man
Can't keep doing this forever man
You've gotta follow the trend man
You asked for a change, now I'm a changed man (?)
You wanted the old me, go check out the morgue man

How do you want me to rap?
To stay in the game so I drop the wack track?
Brag being bad but never ever sell crack
So I could be on top just like that, f*ck that
I do not care what your name in the game is
They prolly think you're the man in the business
Eyes everywhere but I am nameless
This are the day I'ma make em remember this
Now what the f*ck is this shit
He doesn't sound like a radio playlist
This too hard media can't play this
You think that I care I'm just being the realest
Those who hustle but never get the name in the guess list
Sad but true coz you don't kiss asses
My respect for you who keep it real lyricist
I don't f*ck with you who mumbles the nonsense

Your rhymes ain't fit you better start the diet
The CRhyme is not for kids, this gon' start the riot
My mind's misfit, you better learn to quiet
Stop acting like a bitch 'fore I eat you like Riot
I sail myself I'm Jack the pirate
You sell yourself they jack your private
I sealed myself, you make me sick and tired
Coz I'm not impressed by the shit you desired
8 years ago I've already talked about it
They shook their head and called me the lunatic
I'm Bujang Senang in the pond of goldfish
The Born-Neo Kenyalang, Head Hunter for wack bitch
So psychic
Mr Mystique make no mistake, ain't no mystic
I'ma keep it real realistic, ain't no need clique
I'ma keep it real majestic, CRhyme Syndicate

Play the tape back stick to the real rap
Sick I was born unfit the black swan among sheep
I wasn't born here to please what you desire
If you ain't about real so please
Keep your distance in between Raw and Gz
This the CRhyme scene, no limelight scene
Cease the toxic by any means
Need no gossip no skinny jeans
Ain't no negotiate this are straight up Gs
If you only goal for cheese, you're out of my list
I'ma vegetarian, I don't need no beef
You want a variant, I'ma treat you big feast
Enough of that please
Enough of that please
Enough of that please

Confidence I'ma conquer em
Ain't no coincidence
When you cum over my spit rhymes
Such incompetence
Ain't no competition
I'm done partition
CRhyme the mission
Raw division (The vision)
God forbid I'm trying not to lose myself again
Over the beat, um

I'ma Dominic dominant in dome you ain't
I'm done listening to dumb questions
Ain't no doubt ain't no dorms for sweet talker
You either broken Mjölnir or Stormbreaker
I'm smoother than smoothie
No biggie me no sweet talker
I'ma soothe you like muse B
You either miss me or the finger
20% peace 20 anxiety 20% desire 40% anger
I never left the scene
The CRhyme needs a master-mind your own scheme
I'ma call out all the real soldiers!