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A song I recently featured on with a pretty dope rapper named Premium. I'm on 2nd verse.
YouTube - Up In Flames - Premium Ft Satire
That was repayment for a feature he gave me a few weeks earlier on a song I made.
YouTube - Watch The Rain
*Lyrics to Up In Flames*
Premium:
I feel like im goin up in flames
stuck in frames cuz the picture never fuckin change
cuz i could walk a thousand miles an never arrive
how the fuck am i gettin noticed in little ri
"homie why do you try" its for me homie u know this
the climbin fanbase on my page is jus a bonus
ive never got emotions out in any other way
the other day i was readin shit from the fourth grade
an it was sloppy couldnt fully read the handcock
somethin bout a big bully in the sandbox
damn man i really miss those days
not a care in the world only wishin to play
now im usin hip hop in a medicinal way
try to get this shit off my chest id typically say
fuck you to every singe kid i was told to ether
i dont blame wayne for droppin worlds i wouldnt hold it either
Me:
Early morning, wake up, eyelids just open
Walk to the door, there's an eviction notice
Huh, yeah, That's fucking great
Now I know why syko said "World's up in Flames"
Nothing but the same, Bullshit
All over again, home disowned again
Phoned a friend, He's smoking spliffs
Said he's homeless, We both broke as shit
Minimum's wage got my adrenaline caged
I'm finally starting to feel Eminem's Rage
This pen to a page just ain't getting me paid
Youtube ain't exactly how a legend is made
I'd much rather lay under, dead in a grave
Than live another day as a peasant and slave
These pensions just ain't, nough for rent to just stay
plus keep me fed for the day, this world's been
embedded in flames
Premium:
now we could play the blame game but the same lame claims he had nothin to do with it
so who is it who lit the wick an kicked the shit into the clique of kids with ideas
right here jus take it on cuz would never make a song for no reason
either teasin or pleasin the fees an bills are teamin to kill ive seen it but still
its so crazy people try to play me act shady but mainly its eighty ladys hittin guys wit fatalitys
but whats worse then that is one lady with eighty mother fuckin personalities
its so crazy to write, im leavin later tonight, hit the staircase of heavin i could save ya a flight
cuz this worlds a bit to hot for my likin, coppin a mic an, strikin the heart jus like lightnin
so while im fightin in the booth, talkin to youth ill never stop recording this track
even tho i feel the flames meltin the walls schorin my back
*Lyrics to Watch The Rain*
[Verse 1: Me]
I learned the term
God given talent teh minute I started rappin
The fatherless bastard with artistic heart of Passion
As each song was crafted, Just the sense of it
Kept me going, may not be golden but my friends love it
I did to impress, anyone who would listen to
From family, to internet, your girlfriend, if she's cute
Don't think anybody knew how this could end
From being last picked to your fav rapper's top 10
From being that one kid in the back of the class
To peeps asking when we'll do a track and collab
From baggy and ashy to slightly tighter pants
Sad to say bye to rags but hello designer brands
Yeah I know the deal
Probably saying "Good lyrics" but my flow's off still
Keep bitching, keep whining, keep talking all your hate
I'll just keep walking in the rain to wash it all away
*Chorus*
[Verse 2: Premium]
Its like i got some mechanaical arms
you can stand it cuz im plannin to bomb
on everybody cuz im, not stoppin till im dead in the grave
an even then ill be ahead of the game, im lettin the pain
build until you see it in my heart and my mind
portray it in a way that will start wit a rhyme
an then
end it wit tears in everybodys eyes
you aint need an md to know that everybody lies
but in my House ya know evertyhing i flow
is realness an even tho ya feelin this im dealess
not profitable...you cant market me so ya target me
quick to quesstimates an hypothesese
its hard to be, a young rapper with a message
cuz every single one of my morals have been tested
an the pen never rested on a paper
so if ya down in ya mind, hear my rhyme homie lemme save ya
*Chorus*
[Verse 3: Me]
Rudy Yo Wassup
Little Nick And Cole have both grown up
Jazz always said I would if I could hold it sober
Now I got Hip Hop on my fucking roller coaster
Picked myself off the ground, then look where I'm now
Try doing what I do through some football try outs
Leaving this dry town and expanding farther
This game feels like I'm turning from fan to starter
And I don't mess around with this grade chicks
Shit, Not since I ended up on chick's play lists
Still getting dates from chicks who'd give rain checks
Before, I was just broke, now I'm inner state rich
Yeah I know the deal
Prolly saying "Good concept" but wasn't spoken real
Haters hurt before, but they shot with blank shots, now
and now I'm top of the world, watching rain fall down
YouTube - Up In Flames - Premium Ft Satire
That was repayment for a feature he gave me a few weeks earlier on a song I made.
YouTube - Watch The Rain
*Lyrics to Up In Flames*
Premium:
I feel like im goin up in flames
stuck in frames cuz the picture never fuckin change
cuz i could walk a thousand miles an never arrive
how the fuck am i gettin noticed in little ri
"homie why do you try" its for me homie u know this
the climbin fanbase on my page is jus a bonus
ive never got emotions out in any other way
the other day i was readin shit from the fourth grade
an it was sloppy couldnt fully read the handcock
somethin bout a big bully in the sandbox
damn man i really miss those days
not a care in the world only wishin to play
now im usin hip hop in a medicinal way
try to get this shit off my chest id typically say
fuck you to every singe kid i was told to ether
i dont blame wayne for droppin worlds i wouldnt hold it either
Me:
Early morning, wake up, eyelids just open
Walk to the door, there's an eviction notice
Huh, yeah, That's fucking great
Now I know why syko said "World's up in Flames"
Nothing but the same, Bullshit
All over again, home disowned again
Phoned a friend, He's smoking spliffs
Said he's homeless, We both broke as shit
Minimum's wage got my adrenaline caged
I'm finally starting to feel Eminem's Rage
This pen to a page just ain't getting me paid
Youtube ain't exactly how a legend is made
I'd much rather lay under, dead in a grave
Than live another day as a peasant and slave
These pensions just ain't, nough for rent to just stay
plus keep me fed for the day, this world's been
embedded in flames
Premium:
now we could play the blame game but the same lame claims he had nothin to do with it
so who is it who lit the wick an kicked the shit into the clique of kids with ideas
right here jus take it on cuz would never make a song for no reason
either teasin or pleasin the fees an bills are teamin to kill ive seen it but still
its so crazy people try to play me act shady but mainly its eighty ladys hittin guys wit fatalitys
but whats worse then that is one lady with eighty mother fuckin personalities
its so crazy to write, im leavin later tonight, hit the staircase of heavin i could save ya a flight
cuz this worlds a bit to hot for my likin, coppin a mic an, strikin the heart jus like lightnin
so while im fightin in the booth, talkin to youth ill never stop recording this track
even tho i feel the flames meltin the walls schorin my back
*Lyrics to Watch The Rain*
[Verse 1: Me]
I learned the term
God given talent teh minute I started rappin
The fatherless bastard with artistic heart of Passion
As each song was crafted, Just the sense of it
Kept me going, may not be golden but my friends love it
I did to impress, anyone who would listen to
From family, to internet, your girlfriend, if she's cute
Don't think anybody knew how this could end
From being last picked to your fav rapper's top 10
From being that one kid in the back of the class
To peeps asking when we'll do a track and collab
From baggy and ashy to slightly tighter pants
Sad to say bye to rags but hello designer brands
Yeah I know the deal
Probably saying "Good lyrics" but my flow's off still
Keep bitching, keep whining, keep talking all your hate
I'll just keep walking in the rain to wash it all away
*Chorus*
[Verse 2: Premium]
Its like i got some mechanaical arms
you can stand it cuz im plannin to bomb
on everybody cuz im, not stoppin till im dead in the grave
an even then ill be ahead of the game, im lettin the pain
build until you see it in my heart and my mind
portray it in a way that will start wit a rhyme
an then
end it wit tears in everybodys eyes
you aint need an md to know that everybody lies
but in my House ya know evertyhing i flow
is realness an even tho ya feelin this im dealess
not profitable...you cant market me so ya target me
quick to quesstimates an hypothesese
its hard to be, a young rapper with a message
cuz every single one of my morals have been tested
an the pen never rested on a paper
so if ya down in ya mind, hear my rhyme homie lemme save ya
*Chorus*
[Verse 3: Me]
Rudy Yo Wassup
Little Nick And Cole have both grown up
Jazz always said I would if I could hold it sober
Now I got Hip Hop on my fucking roller coaster
Picked myself off the ground, then look where I'm now
Try doing what I do through some football try outs
Leaving this dry town and expanding farther
This game feels like I'm turning from fan to starter
And I don't mess around with this grade chicks
Shit, Not since I ended up on chick's play lists
Still getting dates from chicks who'd give rain checks
Before, I was just broke, now I'm inner state rich
Yeah I know the deal
Prolly saying "Good concept" but wasn't spoken real
Haters hurt before, but they shot with blank shots, now
and now I'm top of the world, watching rain fall down
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