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Rise Of The Rebel

[Verse 1:]
It's the rise of the rebel, story of an MC
Glory evidently don't tempt me
Yo, my first contact with this music
Was fifth grade when the biggest threat was a switchblade
No bull, for real, Jordan was still
A Tarheel at NC when I first thought I'd MC
Dwelling in the Bean before [?]
Seldom heard, I was rarely seen
Travelling between Bev and Dorchester
Each semester of my life
For as long as I remember was trife
Living on the cutting edge of a knife
Busy making [?]tapes and pasting odd breaks
To butt heads with the mic
First time on stage, duke, I was rocking grey [?]
Eso I had Cuccini shirts and a beige suit
I used to have high top with lines in my head
Now I ride the train with these lines in my head
I no longer have time for this bullshit
The politic dug six smiling at cats
I wouldn't even wanna fuck with
On the personal B.I. tip or friendship
They're reversible and two-faced
Titty like a cash-filled suitcase
'Fuck y'all' leaves my mouth quicker than the taste of toothpaste
One of the illest to sport scene
The only way I'm going peacefully is with morphine

[Chorus: x2]
It's the rise of the rebel, story of an MC
Glory evidently don't tempt me
Yo you living life, shit is trife
A little tyke growing up that wanna spit on a mic
Get it right

[Verse 2:]
Yo, let me set it straight for people that show love
And people that show hate, my life's far from great
My folks far from rich, a message to the kids
Think for yourself, don't believe a gospel biz
See I know you gotta teach to keep kids in the seats
But rap ain't a tool to put my fan's biz in the streets
And I don't know why I spit this arrogant shit
When most my life is filled up with embarrassing shit
I don't walk around crying cause my parents is split
They ain't had hella kids, I don't know no relatives
I ain't got no type of cash but y'all think I do
Cause I flash and spend it on superficial trash
My 25th hour just never seemed to pass
So it's only right I live each day like it's my last
This is for the cats that heard the flow
And got the rap round twisted like vertigo
And yo

[Chorus x2]