Sidelines

By RealRose

Released on December 13, 2018

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[Verse 1]

I got 'em standing static I'm from different fabrics

Ecstatic actor but my thoughts sporadic

Rap addict with no aesthetic added

Local maverick, but my style is always glamorous

Flow is hazardous star status like I'm an asterisk

I'm past average that's accurate like an axiom

I'm past passing up fast cash so better pass me some to gas me up

Went from student to master

Dropped the classroom set a textbook example

On how to answer to the matter at hand

Money gone like the wind

Diploma study won't be funding nothing more than a script

A blueprint on how to live your life inch by inch

And bit by bit you stripped of our innocence

Your inner bliss

Hit or miss with the shot

Lock stock and two smoking barrels bet on the odds

So better your cards when cheddar's involved

Address trend setters far and beyond

With nothing less than a fuck you for all


[Pre-Chorus]

You couldn't face it take you back to basics

I'm the shit you more like anus

My flow is stainless

Trace the greats Picasso vision when my pen creates a painting

HD masterpiece with better track release the more I'm aging


[Chorus]

Like fine wine my life line feel like a "My Time" movie highlight

In hindsight I should abide by only my eyesight

Cats got nine lives they mixed like tie-dye

With lies so bye-bye I'm on the right side so fuck your sidelines

Fuck the sidelines

Feel like this is my time

See me sipping fine wine

Fuck the sidelines


[Verse 2]

Now could I be legendary?

Is this hereditary kinda scary

Rock-a-bye baby beside 2Pac and Jay-Z playing on the telly

So tell me

Am I ready aim is steady locked and loaded got the ammo

Raps are potent like a semi-automatic

Get to clapping in the back of class I'm rapping

Turning textbook into checkbook leave 'em asking how it happen

Flow like magic

Then poof it's back no static raps

Attach a strap like ASAP

I'm after quick maths like I was Big Shaq

No time for this that no time for mishaps

Aline my life and sit back recline and kick back

I light a spliff and

Write these raps like it's my mission

So fuck the system sit back and listen

I'm way too gifted like I was Christmas

You soft like biscuit

I'm hard and twisted like bars in prison

My thoughts malicious

Suspicious witness to my own ambition

Serving dishes of raps nutritious

My mind a piston

Pistol whip your vision perfect precision


[Pre-Chorus]

You couldn't face it take you back to basics

I'm the shit you more like anus

My flow is stainless

Trace the greats Picasso vision when my pen creates a painting

HD masterpiece with better track release the more I'm aging


[Chorus]

Like fine wine my life line feel like a "My Time" movie highlight

In hindsight I should abide by only my eyesight

Cats got nine lives they mixed like tie-dye

With lies so bye-bye I'm on the right side so fuck your sidelines

Fuck the sidelines

Feel like this is my time

See me sipping fine wine

Fuck the sidelines