Naismith

Stop waiting on star alignments
 Life's what you make of it, start designing
 Born to rhyme, yeah that's my assignment
 Born to die we all fight the timing yeah
 That's how it goes, back all alone with a pad and pen and a black I can roll
 Twenty tracks in a row, relax in my throne
 I don't waste time I don't mince facts in my flow
 Accurate passer I'm Patrick Mahomes
 Chief on the grass, yeah I dash through the O
 I could delete my stash in a matter of moments
 Paster said that's the baddest omen, oh well
 Guess I'm going to hell, know the devil too well
 Broken soul I might sell,
 If the price is right do the deal and head to a mill
 And break through the cell and shawshank the place
 Break the chain and earthquake the basin
 Make waves, don't chase 'em vacate the radius
 Stay where Hades is, got the flames to give
 The gas tank is lit, rap's a thankless gift
 Still just paying for it, still in pain for this
 Went insane for this shit I'm Naismith
 I'll run the game, don't even wanna be famous, yeah
 It's tough pretending you gone get by
 Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
 I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
 And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
 It's tough pretending you gone get by
 Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
 I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
 And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
 Balled as young kid yeah
 Calling my past back, lost in a flashback
 Drawn to the fun shit, yeah, hm
 All that I'm after is accuracy, like
 What do you want back cash or a lease
 Shaq on the glass, no more laughing at me
 I binge rap, straight facts on the beat
 Casually blasting the heat I'm freezing then I
 Give you third degree burn that's word to me
 Curse the church in Persian that's Perjury
 It would take ya whole worth to murder me
 And plus some and then I run with urban fiends
 Grab my turban then I surf to Germany
 Work to be the MC they yearn to be
 B to double E Z, wanna be me, so I cut 'em off like surgery
 I'm the genesis of this brand new wave of consciousness, boy
 It's obvious boy, I'd probably bond with Socrates,
 Smoke a lot of tree, that's on God you see, boy
 Marcus Garvey, spark the Marley, uh
 Park the harley, start the party
 Young Paul McCartney dog I'm gnarly, uh
 I'm TNT, Go Chuck the Barkley's, nah mean
 It's tough pretending you gone get by
 Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
 I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
 And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
 It's tough pretending you gone get by
 Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
 I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
 And I misbehaved, but still make my way
 Oh lord, oh lord, mmm
 Oh lord, lord, mmm
 Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh lord