Trenches - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Look

While you were too shook to show your face

I rode through hell like I owned the place

They must think I'm afraid to fail

As if I won't kick you below the waist

I didn't come this far making no mistakes, nah

Telling you I know the taste

The only thing I really got in this world is right now

So how can I slow the pace?

I gotta showcase and we both know the deal

Fuck knows how we're supposed to feel

You know what the time is, vibes o'clock

So much style, man it's overkill

That's when a boy got told to chill

Then he started swallowing a load of pills

The future's never really known until you start

Losing your mind and your motor skills now

Crash and burn

That's the only way that you actually learn

When I get stressed, man I flick the ash

You man chat shit, no cash return

Off my own back, I'm unconcerned about this and that

About what you've earned, let me

Bring you back down to Earth

You can suck my dick for what it's worth, now

It's funny these rappers are lying

This shit that they rhyming about ain't reality

Perpetual lack of respect

And acceptance has got them projecting a fantasy

These shottas will have you up rapidly

These killers will jack you up savagely

Just carrying on chatting

Until they be dragging

Your body out rivers all maggoty

I'm hoping, I'm praying mistaken identity doesn't end up as a tragedy

There's people I know who were really about it

And still they became a fatality

The story you're telling's imaginary

I hope you're prepared for the gravity

Like how would your family actually handle the news

And imagine the agony

[Hook]

Man's getting really sick and tired of this shit

So I'm gonna poke holes, ask questions

A lot of you girls wants kings

'Stead of acting like queens, y'all move like jesters

Way too old to be dealing or messing with anything other than gold intentions

Gets cold in the trenches, on the park benches

And the gods are relentless

[Verse 2]

Me, I don't need the attention

You, need to keep reinventing

You ain't got the bredrins around you

To tell you to fix up, it's a deep intervention

Boy, you're gonna need the protection

Boy, you're gonna need the affection

Oi, it's not free, the collection

It's a shame that you can't see your reflection

You made a feeble connection

And now you got to live with your choices

Put your seatbelt on while you're swinging from that corporate dick

Like a chimp exploited

I'm not angry, I'm disappointed

You could have been so much more

But you sold out tryna stay blessed and anointed

And I don't give a fuck no more cos I'm

Sick of these dickheads who pop out of nowhere

They're sucking the life out of all of it

Get the fuck out my house, man

You're running your mouth

And you really should learn how to crawl a bit

In fact, you should bite off a smaller bit

Swallow it down with that branding of bullshit

In rap or whatever you're calling it

We ain't falling for none of it, shush bruv