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resurgence 4 - baytee remix lyrics

[verse 1: nf]
it’s time to get back in the swing of things
when my life crashes, i’m not the guy that’ll flee the scene
i’ll take ownership and own it and raise my hand if it’s me
just remember though, i’m only a man, i’m a human being
don’t they see?
shoot the breeze?
i’d rather just stay discreet
people claim they in your corner, but leave you in times of need
they don’t listen do they? (what?)
they don’t listen to anything
i’ll accept advice if it’s not presented ignorantly
look, costs are high, they multiply
then causе divides, i’m forced to fight
the poison i been sippin’ on has quitе the bite, it k!lled me twice
they rigged the lights so y’all can see
the parts of mine that aren’t so bright
see, often i apologize, then authorize the awful times
to pop up (nate!) like i’m right behind you
i’d advise you not to try to climb inside the mind like i do
keep the rhyme book, expedite it, overnight it
hold it tight and hope that time is on my side
’cause if it’s not, then i’ll decide to override my own demise
i toe the line too close and i could improvise
i’d empathize, but recognize
the fact that i could jeopardize and wreck our lives
you better give me your attention, the undivided
paid my dues, made it through (woo, woo, woo)
spread the news, i’m on the loose (woo, woo, woo)
makin’ moves, i need some room (woo, woo, woo)
thought we’s cool, well, don’t assume, don’t assume, ayy
[verse 2: logic]
ayy, b*tch, i’ve been goin’ and goin’ like the energizer
yeah, i’m supplyin’ the wood like elijah
in the cut, smokin’ on indica
might f*ck around and compartmentalize ya
they say, they say life is a b*tch
and if that is the case, then i’m finna surprise her
no, i am not an adviser, but i do avise ya
to pay attention, never need no mention
i’m that motherf*cker bustin’ heads
finna push it to the ledge
yeah, i been smokin’ my meds
ain’t got no love for the feds
can’t let fame go to yo head
f*ck with me, watch where you tread
i’m finna k!ll it instead
i’m finna, i’m finna, i’m finna
do it, do it, do it like i never done it
and i wanna run it and i wanna keep it goin’ and goin’
like infinity, be the only entity to ever rip it apart
from the start like this, from the heart like this
finna murder it, a million miles a minute, no nitrous
doin’ righteous
i*i been, i*i*i been down this road before
everybody think that they do but they don’t
swear to god that they would but they won’t
spittin’ riddles in the middle of a past*time
me in my mind, feelin’ divine, like yeah
finna get it like yeah, yeah
[verse 3: joyner lucas]
like tory, i’m the leader of the new school
with a screw loose (woo)
all you n*ggas blues clues with a fruit juice (woo)
turn your jimmy choo shoes into fubu
n*gga, you do what you can, i do what i choose to
i get litty in this b*tch for my city
only few real n*ggas left, they ain’t many
they compare me to em, they compare you to iggy (oh)
they compare me to meth
they compare you to dizzy
i’m leonardo da vinci, i paint a picture with color
i already got cake and i don’t need a butler (yeah)
we already got drake and we don’t need another
i don’t really got sp*ce, but i’ma eat your supper (woo)
jamming in front of the corner store, whoa
mobbin’ a lot in the corridor, whoa
breakin’ some sh*t you don’t want no more
fightin’ when n0body want a war
rob at the haters, gon’ sing like the commodores
i got some sh*t you ain’t saw before
swallow the key and i lock the door
tory, you ain’t gotta hide no more
come out and play, you my prey
you the goat, i’m a dinosaur
oh, you wan’ hate? that’s normal
you just gonna do what you supposed to (‘posed to)
i remember when them hoes called me old news
now when they cheat, i’m the go*to (joyner)
word on the street’s i ain’t one to get close to
i was hopeless, now i’m hopeful
i done made my own way like i’m supposed to
all you n*ggas did what you was to
tory, why all your songs always sound like a rerun, n*gga? (huh)
i just want my motherf*cking refund, n*gga (huh)
funny looking ass, go and eat some’, n*gga
i ain’t never had to get my f*cking t**th done, n*gga
when i k!ll you, i ain’t running to you
bleed some, n*gga
oh, you wan’ be some n*gga?
me and 6ix9ine had trippie redd b*tch on the couch
she was giving us a threesome, n*gga
why you bring my name up in the first plcae, tory?
you ain’t f*cking with me on my worst day, tory
wasn’t better than me when i was in first grade, tory
we can do this every year on your birthday, tory
every summer, every winter, every earth day, tory
every tuesday, every thursday, tory
it’s gon’ be a motherf*cking anniversary, tory
you done f*cked up, now you need first aid, tory (no, no, no, no, no!)
[verse 4: hopsin]
hopsin is doomed, locked in a room
sp*ced out like a little pop in the shrooms
god lit a fuse, now i gotta make a decision
and i don’t really know which option to choose
i’m a big wreck, did you not get the news?
i made a million bucks, but did not get amused
how did i manage to get robbed from the truth?
maybe i shoulda never went and dropped outta school
it’s not that bad, you’re okay kid, cheer up
but i got a life that i ain’t too sure of
swagger lookin’ just like ace ventura
can’t look at myself, i might break this mirror
(sh*t! f*ck! f*ck!) i’m paranoid
i panic over every little scary noise
see, when i go pick up the phone
and tell friends about it
they won’t answer ’cause they’re annoyed
i’m like uggghh
i put a p*rno on ’cause my life ain’t awesome, man (yeah, yeah)
jack off, go to sleep, wake up, jack off again (yeah, yeah)
then repeat the cycle
can’t go to sleep unless i have the lights on
you don’t know how many f*ckin’ demons i know
maybe i should go and try to read the bible
(f*ck! oh no) i don’t even like rap
the only thing i wanted was just to be cool (be cool)
and hang out with a group of friends and solve mysteries like i’m scooby*doo (*by doo)
but i got way more than i bargained for
you can’t chill when your heart is sore
i’m so mad i could start a war
so f*ck hopsin, man
i don’t even know who i are no more!

[verse 5: dax]
you better give me sp*ce, son, i’m a star
wars are fought and waged over art
if they invade her like darth
there will be no minds left to spark
i don’t gotta act to play my part, i’ma shake pears
i go to ham to let them think they’ll ever get near
like broadway, b*tch, i’ma set the stage
grease elbows, then go investigate
i think somethin’s goin’ on in this day and age
’cause we stare while the problems escalate
and i estimate
that in 33 years
and 33 days
the waters will rise and the climate will say
that the humans on earth didn’t care
to change, so their children will now have to suffer the fate and suffocate
but back to the rap sh*t
if i get too real, you pigs will squeal and say
“dax goin’ bat sh*t”
well, if i am, i got a perfect average
e.r.a spells era
and this one ain’t golden if dax can’t have it
’cause no one spits this truth, and even if they wanted to
their minds can’t grasp it
what happened?
rap used to be a sk!llful passion
now they robbin’ it just like baskins
the ice and the cream and the focus on fashion
has got the masses divided in social classes
obsessed with the size of asses
livin’ a fake life in calabasses to feel valid
and everybody thinks they want, until they finally have it
open eyes, this is demise
we are currently livin’ inside f*cked up times
mandates engaged the rise of violent crimes
depressions rates, and death by suicide
8o8’s to lower chakras and divide
while the normalcy of privacy’s deprived
and the cancel culture vultures sit and hide
and then gas the light with lies on their device
and people cry ’til eyes all realize
real lies within the choice to pick a side
not fall in line like sheep who can’t decide
where the grass is green or put the pests aside
and the best advice that i can now provide
is to live your life the best you can despite
this evil crooked rollercoaster ride
that you’re guaranteed not to survive

[verse 6: tech n9ne]
tech is hostile, he’s awful
and really be wicked when he be off in a bottle
you wit’ it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
he sick and he give it the poe and toss in picasso
k!llin’ everybody off is the motto
and i be the only chopper that’s tossed in a brothel
you said it’s pathetic, my head is off in a taco
i sped and you bled and you in a coffin when i go

[verse 7: gawne]
better than i ever been
a letterman, demented with the pen again and venomous
i’m comin’ for the pennant like a veteran
i enter my element, then i send it for the h*ll of it
the rhetoric’s irrelevant, but still i be developing
it’s evident if you look at the evidence
cause everytime i get up on the mic, i’ve been ahead of ’em
so f*ck it, i’mma never quit, the benefits are eminent
i’m comin’ for the mother f*cking throne, b*tch
i*

[verse 8: eminem]
b*tch, i’m a player, i’m too motherf*ckin’ stingy for cher
won’t even lend you an ear, ain’t even pretending to care
but i tell a b*tch i’ll marry her if she’ll bury her
face in my genital area, the original richard ramirez
cristhian rivera, ’cause my lyrics never sit well
so they wanna give me the chair
like a paraplegic, and it’s scary, call it hari kari
’cause e’ry tom and d*ck and harry carry a merriam motherf*ckin’ dictionary on ’em
swearing up and down they can spit, this sh*t’s hilarious
it’s time to put these b*tches in the obituary column
we wouldn’t see eye to eye with a staring problem
get the shaft like a steering column (monster)
trigger happy, pack heat, but it’s black ink
evil half of the bad meets
evil, that means take a back seat
take it back to fat beats with a maxi single
look at my rap sheet, what attracts these people
is my ‘gangsta b*tch’ like apache with a catchy jingle
i stack chips, you barely got a half*eaten cheeto
fill ’em with the venom and eliminate ’em
other words, i minute maid ’em
i don’t wanna hurt ’em, but i did, i’m in a fit of rage
i’m murderin’ again, n0body will evade
i’m finna k!ll ’em and dump all their f*ckin’ bodies in the lake
obliterating everything, incinerate a renegade
i’m here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraid
but don’t n0body want it, but they’re gonna get it anyway
’cause i’m beginnin’ to feel like i’m mentally ill
i’m attila, k!ll or be k!lled, i’m a k!ller bee, the vanilla gorilla
you’re bringin’ the k!ller within me outta me
you don’t wanna be the enemy of the demon who entered me
and be on the receivin’ end of me, what stupidity it’d be
every bit of me’s the epitome of a spitter
when i’m in the vicinity, motherf*cker, you better duck
or you finna be dead the minute you run into me
a hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me
i’m ’bout to f*ckin’ finish you, b*tch, i’m unfadable
you wanna battle, i’m available, i’m blowin’ up like an inflatable
i’m undebatable, i’m unavoidable, i’m unevadable
i’m on the toilet bowl, i got a trailer full of money and i’m paid in full
i’m not afraid to pull a—

[outro: eminem]
man, stop
look what i’m plannin’, haha

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