I'm beginning to feel like...
Me. Not a Rap God.
Not at Shady's level, more like intermediate.
Ruthless with a goofy swag that can't be repeated.
Starting from the bottom, haven't made it to the top yet.
Located in the middle strolling though the muck.
Everyone with dirt strains and dirtier faces glaring.
Oh I think they like me. Well maybe not so much.
I'll keep blaring through these streets not giving a fuck.
Can't let the hatred infect my stream.
Won't ever give up living the dream.
That alarm has been on repeat, I can't hear it.
I'm still in comatose living through it.
Life is a dream. No cliche, true story.
A fairy tale going from rags to glory.
So as the bitching continues, bums asking to fill their empty cup.
I'm gonna keep living 100 until I wake up.
Cheers!
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