Album on Wasted Talent On Type Beats
Track 12 on Wasted Talent On Type Beats
Untouchable Lyrics
Skinny dude with a deep voice
5’9 without shoes on
My time better move on
The next successor to stress aggressors
Puerto Rican, add the black on it
Ivory got a plaque on his mind
A lot of people tryna drag me down
Once love, now it’s one sided
Images of me taken at my worst
Don’t match my worth
I’ve outgrown my home
While I’m out on my own
There ain’t an excuse that you can use
Choose wisely if you’re beside me
Protectin’ myself at all cost
There’s a lot of niggas that don’t wanna
See me rise from the bottom to top
They tryna knock me out of the spot that I shot for alone
Lone, lone, lone, uh
How we gone move on to mars while we’re starving
Y’all gonna leave us with all of the problems
That we done warned you about from the start
Can’t wait no more minutes, I’m tired of witnessing the fall
Like what do you believe?
When we’re gone then who will they believe, honestly
Did you think I’d sit here in awe?
I got me a mic so I’ll pick you apart in my daw
A diss to the devil the yin that I meddle with
Often accosts my reasonable thoughts
Swaying the way of the yang in the chain of command
From my brain to the body that talks
So proudly allowing the change that I sought after all them years
Of living a way that I clearly
Hated instigated by leering
Eyes of the guys I never liked
Hiding the shy side of my life
I put all in the hands of the god
It decides where I walk, where I run
I wonder when it ends
The thunder heavens sends
Is evident to set it all straight
The devil says that we’re all good
I never thought that we all would
See upcoming rap shows
Give up
Give up
I never thought that we would give up
Never thought that we would give up
Every song was a conversation in my mind
Using time while I’m solo to unwind
False programs that were nailed into our mind
So I’ma do what I do, bitch, without given up
When you know what I know
You become one of those that don’t run from the facts
Sure I’ll miss out on plaques but at least the people
That look up to me will realize
It ain’t bout the chains, the likes, or cars
It’s all ’bout your cause because it’ll cost ya
If you choose to buy in to the sins of the ones that pretend
That a dollar will solve generations of poverty
Bought our bodies to build up their sovereignties
Celebrating holidays that relates to the ones the have fell
In the fight to enlighten our might that resides in
Each and every one of our daughters and sons of the sun
Peace together and puzzle all of the gods that watch within
Let’s shock ’em independently
To receive the peace of mind that we deserve for
Bein’ forced to world tour for 400 hundred or more years
Our tears rain down in cycles born to die then born to die
Then born to die were mortified of our reflection
Filterfy the forged perfection
Indefinite efforts sent from heaven to better the ending
Of my destiny I’ve questioned the ability of our maker
For so long I’ve longed for someone to come
Stop myself from progressively
Sabotaging the recipe to successful fidelity
Secondly I have needed the guidance
I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried to stay afloat
But it’s difficult to read the heavy notes I wrote
To cope inside my phone
Unload it over mics I own to show my older self
How close I was to reaching points of no return
I’ve earned what I have learned
I’ve battled monsters, ghosts, and hosts with parasites
Blind sided by the side effects of infections from neglecting your
Frontal cortex instead of pressing against the
Cult of personalities reality, isn’t a roll of dice
Your life all you have so do what’s right
And do what you approve it’s crucial to
Figure out what you’re born to do
Is up to you
Oh, it’s up to you
Yeah, it’s up to you
Yeah