Fly Trap - Dead Silent

To all the people that wanna follow a blueprint

Tell your boss that your productivity’s booming

Tell your family that your job is improving

Photos up in your cubicle, praying to feel some humanness

Productivity’s just another language I’m fluent in

I don’t need a label or any tyrant to ruin this

Artists all around me know what they want but not doing it

That’s why I’m paranoid, cause these labels all want delusionists

Local rappers be gassed up

Ain’t even getting plays

Presented opportunities promising to get max praise

Sounding too good to pass up

Locating their graves

Cause I know for a fact that nobody’s getting paid

Handed a syllabus like it’s one of your classes

You ain’t the illest, you’re illustrating your casket

Your label owner wants to appeal to the masses

I’m focused on my fanatics, you leave em with post-traumatic

Negativity was never the plan

Flipped the table, turned every hater I had into a rap fan

Never read an agenda cultivated by man

And you better bet I know the culture like the back of my hand

And I don’t know if it’s the right path

But this is all that I know

I may not be blowing but I’m a time bomb

Between me and you is a mile gap

Without a drive like mine you won’t survive long, high facts

The industry is trying to bite back

They be trying to to screw artists out of a tight stack

With offers on the table looking like snacks homie

But I ain’t trying to be caught in a fly trap

They try tell me the real rappers been cleared out

Until I prove that the realest rapper is here now

They try tell me the real rappers been cleared out

Until I prove that the realest rapper is here now

They try to tell me the real rappers been cleared out

But I’ve been spitting this raw message for years now

They want to see my head up on the wall like a deer mount

Yeah, but I can split a rapper’s jaw with my sheer sound

Minimal when I kill a flow

Visible to the miserable

Envision it when I sit at home

Killing it from my living room

Homie there’s no reciprocal

Spit it so indespicable

Sickle cell to a beat

Second time it would be

I killed them both

Here comes the rain now

Undermining the game now

Don’t nobody play it from the angle of the grey mouse

Coming up from the bottom, from way down, since 8 pounds

No quicker way to the top, faring the greyhound

Never test the water, I may drown

But I’m more dedicated and patient, fit in any place that my frame allows

Step on a stage and erase anyone’s doubt

I turn a caterpillar to flames with my insane vows

You’re gassed up, but you couldn’t breathe in a mask

Suffocated on self hate, celebrated the past, but

I set achievements that every year I surpass

Your greatest feat couldn’t step in this track

I feel a defeated demeanor though in the least

Cause all this takes so much energy out of me

You’re steady climbing and biting off of the tree

I’m steady grinding, and planting a seed

And when I’m bearing fruit, don’t be eating the leaves

Repeat peaks, relieve grief, you can leave it to me

Pleased to retrieve peeps who be sleeping on me

Sketching out this this heat for people in need

And I don’t know if it’s the right path

But this is all that I know

I may not be blowing but I’m a time bomb

Between me and you is a mile gap

Without a drive like mine you won’t survive long, high facts

The industry is trying to bite back

They be trying to to screw artists out of a tight stack

With offers on the table looking like snacks homie

But I ain’t trying to be caught in a fly trap

They try tell me the real rappers been cleared out

Until I prove that the realest rapper is here now

They try tell me the real rappers been cleared out

Until I prove that the realest rapper is here now

They try to tell me the real rappers been cleared out

But I’ve been spitting this raw message for years now

They want to see my head up on the wall like a deer mount

Yeah, but I can split a rapper’s jaw with my sheer sound

Welcome to my dimension

Where I do it for the escape

From a place where nobody’s getting played

Tearing down the walls so I can learn how to innovate

Always hungry for more, but have yet to finish my dinner plate

Everybody is vexed

My mom is saying she stressed

There’s so much I never tell her

I do it out of respect

So in and out of my mind

But I be feeling like a guest

Never welcome inside it

I’m lying beside every line I dissect

And I’d be lying if I said

That I got nothing to hide

When really I got lots of vices to cleanse

I got lives to defend

Twice as hard to pretend like I ain’t got friends doing lines before bed

Stealing cars to getting high off of meds

Fighting alcoholic friends with suicidal intent

Escape the feeling with every venue I step in

Then coming home like I’m just trying to blend in

And I don’t know if it’s the right path

But this is all that I know

I may not be blowing but I’m a time bomb

Between me and you is a mile gap

Without a drive like mine you won’t survive long, high facts

The industry is trying to bite back

They be trying to to screw artists out of a tight stack

With offers on the table looking like snacks homie

But I ain’t trying to be caught in a fly trap