Competitive Nature - DJ JS-1, Tonedeff

I want to win.

At all costs

Till every son of a bitch that snubbed the kid is long gone

And every fucking sin on my bucket list is crossed off

I’m an all-star on a loaded roster that got off to a false start

But then stalled in the wrong ballpark, Had a major shot, played to a strong

draw

But I was X’d out.

Probable Kaws?

Art

I ain’t just good, kid, I’m the top dog with a loud bark

When I want a moment of silence… I’ll ask you what my flaws are

And in the end, niggas post up frozen like Narduwar

Rock star with the flow!

Poser bros get exposed

As popular frauds who can only come with an image like Don Jon

Sharkeisha.

Period, When there’s blood in the water, I drop jaws

An ensemble that’s authentic

Cast as non-credited extras in the Hip Hop documentary yawn-a-thon

I’m here to re-edit, embed it with everything QN5 is on

Preventive measures are taken, so there’s a bar lost

My competitive nature’s mistaken for hate, I caught y’all

Big fish in a small-pond niggas singing our

Swan song

Isn’t this typical?

It’s all our fault

Witness the business move as they outlaw salt

When favors were called on, in a pinch, that’s all y’all brought to the mix

So now history is just false by default

With the industry’s trickery now them broad lies is bought

But the sense of vengeance within me’s killing me, I oughta find the resolve to

let it go

There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done

There’s nothing you can win that can’t be won

Don’t want it anymore, so I gotta let it go

There’s nothing you can sing that can’t be sung

There’s nothing you can bring that can’t be brung

Don’t want it anymore, so I gotta let it go of my competitive nature

I gotta let it go of my competitive nature

I can’t make you love me — no!

I gotta let it go of my competitive nature

I gotta let it go of my competitive nature

See, everybody wanna be the best — but do none of the work

Leave you to cook dinner then come for the desert

Well there’s nothing they can do that I can’t, but that doesn’t work in reverse

Ain’t another person on earth this versatile when I turn a verse

I let Polymer serve the purpose to further confirm these terms, but it won’t —

Cause sheep think everyone is the GOAT — ya heard?

And the herd has heard of me, but they never heard me and it’s tragic

This urban legend gets censored -press has cursed me with a past

And I’m banned, because the word «veteran» is the dirtiest in rap/

And then with my level of longevity — I never tire when I kick the facts

They reinvent the wheel — Auto-Tune it to fix the flat

Here’s a single comparison — Let’s mix and match —

Now dig the pattern: When they get to smoke, they’ll take 2 hits and pass

But by the metronome, niggas’ll get two clicks and gasp

With no breath control, Now they’re a vegetable

These pussy liars get put on a pedestal, Expect that Tone average 6 bars in a

breath

And it’s a spectacle, Shit’s off the wall, like it was a Pettis blow

Tell me you heard somebody better, bro!

Now dead it, yo

The best technical rapper alive!

What do I gain from it?

I’ll comfortably say, «Nothing» when it comes to the paying public

If someone with cake does it, it’s suddenly gangbusters

So, fuck who you name, buddy, who’s buzzing’ll change dozens

Of times, in a case study — if one of us gains love

We’re divided, we chase money and become what we hate for something we like

I used to watch these awards shows with tears in my eyes

Cause I was supposed to be there in my mind

And here were these guys who’d appear overnight, that’d be stealing my shine

And I had spent so many years of my time, recording and performing

And writing lyrics since 9, shit my career was my life

Failure was death, son I’d only disappear if I die

We’re talking serious drive — off of a cliff

No partner assist or inept investors who’d be steering him wide

Y’all hearing them rhymes?

Shit’s clearly a crime — they’re scarier live

So, when some other peer would get signed

It would spear me inside, stressed and depressed behind the veneer of my smile

But I had to face the facts so let me put a mirror to mine

See, my fear is to lay — in a coffin, After I’d accomplished

Only a fraction of my thoughts and feel cheated of all my progress

So cheer me on till the funeral.

Here we are in the rawness:

See those that have what you want, did what you knew could do

But couldn’t cause it wouldn’t be true to you

You don’t wanna make music for douchey dudes?

Then do whatever suits you — it’s

cool

But the proof’s in the putting, you moved in them shoes

The most brutal music is fueled by the truth

If there’s an improvement in you — money who in the fuck is you losing to?

So, test your limits and pursue the goals that you control

The only assertion about winning shit that you should know —

Is success will determine if you’re driven or delusional

Peace

Broken arrow good for nothing when there’s nothing left to slay

Let these torn and tattered close impose their stories on the stains

Oh, they’re aiming for me now

They want proof I know my way around a bow & arrow

Let these torn and tattered close impose their stories on the stains