Diabolical Fun
This is diabolical fun with psychological implications
You better run or end while I raise the temperature ’til I melt the sun
Maturity is a gift
Of course I’m the number one imploring the masses lift their hands ’til we stand as one of floating relationships
The mainstream swallowed some, the others have yet to quit
The sand shows our time has come, what will we do with it?
Gotta work for what you want, respect is a privilege, not a right for simpletons just imitating tv
Hurt your pride attempting this, I make it look so easy
To be a lyricist takes diligence, believe me
The food I now harvest had to start out as seedlings
Staying rooted’s the hardest part of being emcees
Losing ourselves as artists happens ‘cause fame is tempting
Just stay cautious about how you approach things
At times I feel nauseous ‘cause this industry’s disgusting
Never be too trusting, keep your eyes open
Be aware of your surroundings, never lose focus
‘cause a human being nothing is just waiting on the locus
But a human being something eventually is noticed
Sick of seeing all the suffering, that’s why my heart wrote this
I’m intent on rediscovering the path to where hope is
The revolution’s bubbling and those that don’t know it will have a hard time recovering when the machine is broken
The truth has been spoken, now we gotta make it happen
I’m done with the joking, my generation needs some action
Enough with the party-going and obsession with fashion
‘cause when brilliance is flowing, it’s a reflection of passion
Pain is flowing through the veins of the masses
‘cause the game’s ignoring the brains of the masses
At the rate I’m going, you should have your seatbelts fastened
Or fold the cards you’re holding when these egos start crashing
Hope my legacy matches the rhythm of the drum
Sparking survival tactics for followers to come
I calculate my reactions to shape what I’ve become
‘cause my back has taken some lashes from tryna touch the sun
I’m tired of climbing ladders, reaching for endless rung
There’s no need for mindless chatter, most heroes are unsung
Of course I’m flattered but my job here is not done
And I won’t stop attacking ’til the battle is won
