They said he couldn't rap all of my life I've been fighting for some validation
Mike Tyson reincarnated
When I'm writing I'm inciting a f*cking riot
If you dug into my mind there's no denying, I'm hard-wired
Out of the ordinary ambidextrous with my vocabulary
Insecurities, I'm leaving dead and buried
Beneath the surface, my purpose for penning verses
Isn't for preaching sermons my soul isn't for purchase
I'm jotting every thought while I'm gazing at Lake Erie
And when I'm finished my goal is for everybody to hear me
Despite cultural bias, I write for all the outsiders
Get ready for it I'm about to open your mind wider
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
I remember being aggravated and agitated on how these motherf*ckers hated
On any music that wasn't east coast related
Now, I'm flipping it on its backside coming rougher than rawhide
No matter the weather I'm a still shine
So, you can take it or leave it I'm pouring all I have
In every single paragraph as if it was my very last...
Breath if only I could bottle up this feeling
Of apathy and not giving a shit about any opinion
When it comes to my art I must admit it
Sometimes I'm super sensitive and I tend to forget
That my worth isn't defined by a rating from a critic
I'm nice and you can eat a bag of dicks if you ain't feeling it
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
He's nice for an Ohioan bitch I'm nice period
When I stand behind this Mic I demand to be taken serious!
My artistry is part of me Ohio is the artery
Pumping the inspiration out of my heart into harmony
I'm in a zone, headphones blaring my theme music
I'm motivated by people who said I couldn't do it
I took it and used it as billboard material
And made a mountain out of an opinion so trivial
Got me feeling like Dre 3 stacks back in 94
Going off the dome on stage at The Source Awards
F*ck your area code and your residence
Ohio's in the building and Dirty is here to represent
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
10,000 hours I've spent animalistic
My penmanship is limitless lyrically I'm dismissing this...
Notion of most improved when I was nice from the beginning bitch!
I'm shaking up the game like Parkinson's
A novelist slash arsonist piping hot confidence I emit
My poetry is going in places you can't predict
These rappers gaslighting online can eat a dick
And if you wanna to rattle my cage you better pray I'm padlocked in it
Dirty Needles & Kollectiv - Afterthought (feat. DJ Mrok) Lyrics
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They said he couldn't rap all of my life I've been fighting for some validation
Mike Tyson reincarnated
When I'm writing I'm inciting a f*cking riot
If you dug into my mind there's no denying, I'm hard-wired
Out of the ordinary ambidextrous with my vocabulary
Insecurities, I'm leaving dead and buried
Beneath the surface, my purpose for penning verses
Isn't for preaching sermons my soul isn't for purchase
I'm jotting every thought while I'm gazing at Lake Erie
And when I'm finished my goal is for everybody to hear me
Despite cultural bias, I write for all the outsiders
Get ready for it I'm about to open your mind wider
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
I remember being aggravated and agitated on how these motherf*ckers hated
On any music that wasn't east coast related
Now, I'm flipping it on its backside coming rougher than rawhide
No matter the weather I'm a still shine
So, you can take it or leave it I'm pouring all I have
In every single paragraph as if it was my very last...
Breath if only I could bottle up this feeling
Of apathy and not giving a shit about any opinion
When it comes to my art I must admit it
Sometimes I'm super sensitive and I tend to forget
That my worth isn't defined by a rating from a critic
I'm nice and you can eat a bag of dicks if you ain't feeling it
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
He's nice for an Ohioan bitch I'm nice period
When I stand behind this Mic I demand to be taken serious!
My artistry is part of me Ohio is the artery
Pumping the inspiration out of my heart into harmony
I'm in a zone, headphones blaring my theme music
I'm motivated by people who said I couldn't do it
I took it and used it as billboard material
And made a mountain out of an opinion so trivial
Got me feeling like Dre 3 stacks back in 94
Going off the dome on stage at The Source Awards
F*ck your area code and your residence
Ohio's in the building and Dirty is here to represent
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
10,000 hours I've spent animalistic
My penmanship is limitless lyrically I'm dismissing this...
Notion of most improved when I was nice from the beginning bitch!
I'm shaking up the game like Parkinson's
A novelist slash arsonist piping hot confidence I emit
My poetry is going in places you can't predict
These rappers gaslighting online can eat a dick
And if you wanna to rattle my cage you better pray I'm padlocked in it
Mike Tyson reincarnated
When I'm writing I'm inciting a f*cking riot
If you dug into my mind there's no denying, I'm hard-wired
Out of the ordinary ambidextrous with my vocabulary
Insecurities, I'm leaving dead and buried
Beneath the surface, my purpose for penning verses
Isn't for preaching sermons my soul isn't for purchase
I'm jotting every thought while I'm gazing at Lake Erie
And when I'm finished my goal is for everybody to hear me
Despite cultural bias, I write for all the outsiders
Get ready for it I'm about to open your mind wider
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
I remember being aggravated and agitated on how these motherf*ckers hated
On any music that wasn't east coast related
Now, I'm flipping it on its backside coming rougher than rawhide
No matter the weather I'm a still shine
So, you can take it or leave it I'm pouring all I have
In every single paragraph as if it was my very last...
Breath if only I could bottle up this feeling
Of apathy and not giving a shit about any opinion
When it comes to my art I must admit it
Sometimes I'm super sensitive and I tend to forget
That my worth isn't defined by a rating from a critic
I'm nice and you can eat a bag of dicks if you ain't feeling it
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
He's nice for an Ohioan bitch I'm nice period
When I stand behind this Mic I demand to be taken serious!
My artistry is part of me Ohio is the artery
Pumping the inspiration out of my heart into harmony
I'm in a zone, headphones blaring my theme music
I'm motivated by people who said I couldn't do it
I took it and used it as billboard material
And made a mountain out of an opinion so trivial
Got me feeling like Dre 3 stacks back in 94
Going off the dome on stage at The Source Awards
F*ck your area code and your residence
Ohio's in the building and Dirty is here to represent
Rap game afterthought Hip-Hop pariah
I refuse to conform and make money my messiah
I'm freeform blow hard flow like fire
Don't be mad UPS is hiring
10,000 hours I've spent animalistic
My penmanship is limitless lyrically I'm dismissing this...
Notion of most improved when I was nice from the beginning bitch!
I'm shaking up the game like Parkinson's
A novelist slash arsonist piping hot confidence I emit
My poetry is going in places you can't predict
These rappers gaslighting online can eat a dick
And if you wanna to rattle my cage you better pray I'm padlocked in it
Writer: Robert Simpson, Toran Eaton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid