As Above, So Below - Sinizter

You not in my lane what the fuck was you thinking

I hate all these rappers not cocky but confident kinda conceited and constantly

flexin' till all y’all deleted

I been in the lab hittin' pads with a ball point jab

Pourin' gas on the mic till it pop

Gimme what you got

I will never mix it in the pot even if it’s hot you will never kick it with a

god

Wanna complain

We are not the same

Sacrifice a lot to get this spot so don’t you hate me when you hear it let it

bang

Local artists really driving me insane saying why is you winning your style is

finished

You only want the fame

Let me digress

This verbal vomit you 'bout to digest

Take you on the ride of ya life I murder with fine text

Daily elevating with patience so Ima rise next

I don’t pay attention so miss me with all them death threats

Gave up my life in the military for this music

So I can just kill and bury sending every rapper to the cemetery with no casket

no hearse or obituary

So get out my way when I be moving through

My flow is complex-twisted like a rubix cube

I’m running circles round you like a hula hoop

Army lifestyle didn’t work so I flew the coop

Pure dedication got me where I’m at

And I’m not going back so you gon' have to kill me to make me quit

Chill with that hating shit watch what comes out ya mouth

‘Cause when my song come on I get to breaking shit

Now these rappers in my DM’s

I don’t like 'em why they wanna be friends

Bet I’m crowned the king when the beef starts

They in body bags when the beef ends

Young Cobain

No gas in my tank

Not a thing to my name

But the rest of this drink

Spritebeatz on the beats, beastin' the keys

While I’m K-R-Double-E-P in the streets

Wandering alone, neither dead or alive

But I wanna be dead sometimes

Fuck out my face

Never took a freebie or a handout

No thanks, don’t park, no breaks

Never thought about it but I really started thinkin' ‘bout the way that the

world can be

Don’t wanna give a thing, wanna take everything away from the place that they

got it in the first place

Everybody thinkin' that they don’t give a fuck

When they takin' all the time to write that, they don’t give a fuck

Get up out your feelings and quit, quit your bitchin' and do some shit, bitch

See I really gotta say that I find myself up in a predicament every time I

synthesize another one of my lines

It only really happens with a known scent of apathy happily cut myself,

broke like bohemian rhapsody in every song

Now tell me if it’s gettin' old

I don’t really give a fuck but I kinda just wanna know

For the sake of the knowin' that’s all

Take a step back, maybe then another six more, hoe

Keep on hatin' like you’ve never been judged before

Get a partner with the world hidin' behind your phone

If you claimin' that you really puttin' on

What I see now is strong

Just another weak ass bitch, with a mic and some wifi

Hopin' that they’ll pay enough to make a sci-fi

Better return them jeans and cop some self esteem