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declaration - croweman & the ape lyrics

this is where it all begins
rhymes are coming from within
croweman rapping it’s a sin
throw your life out try again
they told me that i sound like cr*p
the ape and i we should un*rap
all their hate began to stack
now it’s time, that we react
first, i wrote a couple, random rhymes sure was a struggle
fit the lines just like a puzzle, cap listened, and he chuckled
bro it’s really not that subtle, the d*mn s*x offender shuffle
except you’re playing it on shuffle, that’s whеn i left to grab the shovel
scrеw it, i buried that sh*tty track and all that it ever lacked
pick up the mic, attack, call it a clever come back
my rhyme book is an almanac, covers made with carbon black
listening is like a trap, cause everything i say is wack
j folz is a thrasher, give him robes now he’s a pastor
preaching rap, this mans the master let it be is now a factor
they call me f*cking masher, make a song with ape and tractor
best ideas come when their plastered
one more doubter you’ll get laughter

i forgot to mention
i’m in detention
cause of my intentions
to begin ascension
to the fourth dimension
feeling lots of tension
oh and not to mention
you are losing my attention
just a bunch of white boys
comin with some white noise
use your ears just like toys
can’t you feel it: hyped, poised
it started with the caf god
hungry, yeah, its real odd
roll up with the whole squad
rapping and it ain’t flawed
people say i can’t spray
flow is messy, so’s the pace
in response i got to say
slow and steady wins the race
better grab my briefcase
headed into deep sp*ce
people think i’m misplaced
they say raps a disgrace
people don’t appreciate anything i ever do
critics need to learn their place
i just need to power through
i’ve been takin heat cause i can’t stay on beat
like i’m reading from a sheet; i’ve been beat
eat a can of self*defeat
in the hot seat, feeling my own heartbeat
use it as a cheat sheet, confidence is concrete
critics wanna compete, they don’t know i’m complete
never am i offbeat, f*cking take the receipt
apes together strong
like brothers in the bond
it didn’t take me long to adapt to writing songs
got rid of all the wrongs
i’m no longer in the pond
connecting words, spitting fire, rap on beat, staying strong

now the crew has big plans
the choice is in your hands
is it a burial for two?
or a funeral for you?

- croweman the ape lyrics

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