[Bronze Nazareth] I never knew that this life would be so hard Music fuse width from the contention of vocal cords I hope to define morals with this weapon stronger than the sword But my knees I've bruised for praying to the Lord for a re-cause Somehow my piece of mind turned to your piece of mind Wanted first of the month just from Hype Unsigned But shit is hectic, my wrist laggered off from writing the message Five mics my innerceptic, but I'm my own skeptic You're paying me to pay you back after laying my intelligence on wax When it's this level I strive to perform that MAN FUCK THAT!, I guess I just gotta go independent Since you're talking this bullshit while you're pushing me back 'til December And I'm the most venomous lyricist you could remember Had a five star album done in one fucking week Got your manager and CEOs kissing my ass cheek But now the outlook is bleak, bitch ass turned to a new leaf Got a nigga who could make bitches dance instead of spitting verbal heat WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT? Thought we was down niggas with rap? Now I'm burning on the back 'cause you wife wants a singing contract She'll blast you, clack-clack, hold on, let me put this hammer back You are not worth, never reaching my object Just gimme my last check and I'll leave with my respect And I might not blow up 'cause the parties my tracts won't show up But I'm content with lyrics that keep minds from corrupt What? What? What?