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Breaking the First Wall

from Branch Out by Mr. DGAF

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lyrics

I’ve been tryna keep my head straight
Keep grinding till my death date, check mate
Life wins, I think about feeling scared
And the limited time I’m living this life and suddenly I feel prepared
The will is there, for sure, got my game tight
Tell myself every single day when I make rhymes
That I’m great, right, but this stage fright
Hitting in my brains like a train tryna derail my strange mind
Take time, they say, but late nights
Replace time spent feeling confident if I fail I,
Would be another statistic, how tragic to find
He sounds like every other underground rapper alive

But I – keep grinding, cliché rhyming
Time will tell, yada yada and so forth
The voice in my head’s like “Never give up”
But it’s expensive as fuck to be a rapper bruh
So I’ll pack it up, lackadaisical life
And on the side maybe jot the occasional rhyme
But I – keep grinding, cliché rhyming
Time will tell, yada yada and so forth

As of now, I haven’t hit the real world, yet
Still in class fucking around, I still don’t get
That responsibility, of leading a fam
And paying bills so I figured that I’ll dream while I can
See the stars set, wanna take flight but fall, yep
It’s far-fetched, so I’m like a dog, stretch
Branch out, heart, flesh and hard head
March on, fighting with these birds, the Hawks get
Nothing I’ll talk when, I stop balling,
I’m blowing this year
Marshawn Lynch, you know why I’m here
Mock y’all when I’m flowing this here
I wrote what I feel, and hope I get noticed this year
Closing the deal, is something I ain’t mastered yet
Spill my soul from a cliff like I’m Jagged Edge
What you get is genuine, me
Listen, I’m real as can be
Still they don’t feel I compete
But my skill in the skillet is bubbling
I’m rupturing the shit in my spleen
To show you blood, sweat and tears, it goes into the dream
The rigor I feel it and live it, I reveal it in schemes
This isn’t for you, this music is admission for me


But I – keep grinding, cliché rhyming
Time will tell, yada yada and so forth
The voice in my head’s like “Never give up”
But it’s expensive as fuck to be a rapper bruh
So I’ll pack it up, lackadaisical life
And on the side maybe jot the occasional rhyme
But I – keep grinding, cliché rhyming
Time will tell, yada yada and so forth

There’s a long list of fuck you’s
Waiting to drop, whether I make it or not, I’ll make it up to
Everyone that ever believed me, that took the chance
And shook my hand with cash when I’m selling my CD
From Take root, to take two, on take three
I break free and make moves forward to chase dreams
Alaska huh? If that’s the path, extract the funds
And travel back with an album done
In my mind I’m number one, topping the charts
I mean my pen game’s tight, like you’re locking me up
My skills aim high, like I’m propping a gun
I will take flight, or drop with a thud
But I will not refrain from touring the
World till exploring it gets me on Sportscenter
Or with a chart topping, heart stopper
Bar dropper, once I’m out
Fuck being underground, I’ma live above it now

But I – keep grinding, cliché rhyming
Time will tell, yada yada and so forth
The voice in my head’s like “Never give up”
But it’s expensive as fuck to be a rapper bruh
So I’ll pack it up, lackadaisical life
And on the side maybe jot the occasional rhyme
But I – keep grinding, cliché rhyming
Time will tell, yada yada and so forth

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from Branch Out, released February 17, 2015

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