This Aint Out Yet

By DocChakra

On ChakWrittens

Released on May 9, 2014

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[Verse 1: DocChakra]

You get upset with what you make back every quarter

Me I grab the plaques and run back to recorders

Mad that I called you wack to reporters

Plus you make mass appeal music for the wide receivers

Disappointed that the press even covered me

I made a play and now its time for the speech

The albums coming soon, expect jams at the release

My message might not get through, but I still gotta speak it

For those that came before me like a goddamn prefix

The illest to do it and that's verbatim my bias

I'll teach 'em to fish twice, that's word to Pisces

The seed of life and the dark side of the moon

Walking on water like Jesus on Neptune

Microsoft Office when I open the Word

When you spit only silence is heard

Substance gets forgotten when volume disturbs

Real rappers don't have to yell their words

A real man teach as he learn

Feel free to speak up, just not with your chest

3 steps ahead, this ain't checkers or chess