Backseat Freestyle

By Spitty

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[Intro]

Spitty had a dream...

I guess I had a dream...

Yeah, let's go!


[Hook 1: Spitfire]

All my life I want to help the people

Please don't send me deep into this evil

I dream I never change thoughts coming from the brain

Lyrics speak the truth and never spit it for the fame


[Verse 1: Spitfire]

See, I never attempted to fake it or just to rent it

To make it there was resentment the hatred has been indented

Been stepped on and I've been wasted still dreaming so I just take it

I guess I just need some patience, I guess wrong cuz it's been taken

TIME. That wristwatch I spit on this witch clock

That tick tocks like a time bomb with every day my life's gone

Drip drop of that blood and sweat, tears fall got the hood all wet

Spit hot with that fire kid, rhymes weak so die I did

See I've been lyin' kid, ain't nobody dyin' kid

That's all part of rhymin' kid, Battle scars like lion kid

These dyin' kids, no one's tryna help them live

I'm the only rapper who's really still tryna give


[Hook 2: Spitfire]

All my life I been wanting to help the people

No power in me this world is so deceitful

I dream I make it big do whatever I can

Lyrics catered and created for a million billion fans


[Verse 2: Spitfire]

I got nowhere to go, hit the ground been down so low

Flippin' flows, tic tac toe, X and Os, envision shows

Every single day I'm still working to reach dreams

But since nothin's coming free all I ever scream is CREAM

See, they locked me out the top so I can't reach it

Took the stone cold steps to see what lies beneath it

Fire spittin' at my face, guess I fit right in

Feels like I've gone insane new last name is Lin

Ball, pen says sign right here at the end

So I, bend my life to pay off these debts

Redness just enveloped my mind and with this sentence

I'm sentenced past the entrance and death is just the exit


[Hook 3: Spitfire]

All my life I wanna taste the fame it's

A crazy path to take this is straight outrageous

I dream I get the paper with the cash in my hand

Signed it all on the line and now I fear who I am


[Verse 3: Spitfire]

Who am I? Thoughts in my head that I let fly

No morals left in me so I never follow step by

Step on anyone that's ever in my path

Death to any faker or hater I can bring them that

Talkin' bout the mula the guapo and all the lettuce

While my head's 'bout to explode boilin' redness

Devilish, for the hell of it, I'm relevant, that's evident

Resentment, come test this, I'm ballin' the question is

How'd my dreams change into my own worst nightmare

And how'd I take over I never had to fight fair

See I sold my soul to the devil for this whip

Now I'm chained to the ground yet the top is where I live

See the top is where I'm at, flew ahead no looking back

Living life of luxury, all developed through my rap

But now I'm all alone in this world so cold

Ironic cuz out the fiery depths I was born

I swear it ain't worth it, you can take back yo clothes

Take the money cars and girls but you still can't have my flow

I signed away my life for what? Nothing

Only thing about the top is it's better for jumping...


[Hook 4: The Devil?]

All my life I just wanna kill the people

Take away they souls damn I'm so deceitful

They call me the devil, from the top I fell

Into a fiery black, now I'll see you in Hell