Breeding Ground

By (alex)Slander

Released on March 21, 2014

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I was born to destroy

All the wannabe-gangster types

That restrain the style like stereotypes

And shame lazy creators

Who fail to break out of The Matrix

Or simply shake that mold they're made in

It's amazing (huh?)

The amount of people I wake from daydreaming

On a daily basis

When I do say thank you

For allowing me to play the role of a fear

That was previously shapeless, nameless, faceless

So I sat up in the basement for days

Trying to craft a key to crack the human cranium

And that made me the crazy one

Because I refuse to conform to a norm

And I'd rather take your whole fucking scene by storm

I weave beats deformed and leave these streets torn

When I come on tour I'll slap every last moron

Who tells me I'm not hip hop

Like I haven't even heard my own fucking music before

Alex Blocker

Look at this

Effortless

Never get next to this, I promise

Steppin' in the room with a dime

Corsage on, I prom this

Niggas never 'bout progress

Take a rap clique hostage

Give yo main squeeze the juice

Then I throw her to the moshpit

Youtube virals, downward spirals

From high as Eiffel whipping go-kart tires

Blood of trappers how I write my cyphers

Rappers will copy and paste you

But they'll never cite ya

Blankies and jammies

Waking in your new Bugatti

Next to Miley probably off a molly

Shit, I'll sell my soul but I can't even find it

And I got that from Jade Ox

So go and blame it like J. Foxx

On the alcohol, I'm bound to ball

If not ill propofol

Jackson, Tyson, Eric Dyson with the bars

And this potato chips, I ain't even spittin' bars

I could blow yo mind but why would I waste that on y'all?