Overnight Bro

You don't know!
 What I can do, when I get my lines up in the booth
 Never said that I was best but a lot of gest just proves the truth
 Put on a hand on my chest; never giving it less
 Never gonna give up 'til I meet the death
 Gonna hit him with the venom and the
 Many, many, many, many, many more and the gore for death is next
 But I got a lot of beef to be the baddest
 And I got a lot of heat to feed the madness
 And I got a lot of meat to beat, defeat
 To seek the treat and greet the fucking bastards, yo
 Who wants to beat their fucking meat? (Yeah!)
 Who wants to feed the fuel to me? (Yeah!)
 Whose the one to ruin the fun and
 Pull the gun up away from me? (Yeah!)
 Ha, And I won't lie though, but I will die cause I'm a pyro
 I like things up lit and shit,
 creating this fire in a day called 'Overnight' bro
 Oh wait no, hope you don't mind bro.
 The wick is coming to quick to the fire bro
 Uh, yeah, bring it back to stage, back to the rage
 Don't bring it back for the bitch, not back for the fame
 I'm back for revenge; not make amends
 In your head with a bat, that I will dent
 I get rhymes and I start to vent
 Step back cause I'm a rap my shit
 Jet lag when you here my rip
 And that's how you know it's lit
 This is my life and this is my strive, the lines that I write
 This is my goal and everything that I hold at night
 This is my role, my road and my flow is fucking tight
 This is what I do and this is my brew and it is right
 The haters gotta nerve, this is absurd
 They wanna kick me down and chuck me in dirt
 I want the fans to understand every word!
 Wanna leave you with something you ain't ever heard!
 I do this overnight bro, mind does not comply though
 I just got light up in head, lit and I just leave the minds blown
 I just write so, I create these records in vinyl
 And I know this and I do this and I'm blowing and growing up
 Overnight bro
 Overnight bro
 I do this overnight bro
 Wanna get out of this fucking world
 Wanna treat a fucking girl
 Wanna do what I wanna do but
 I don't got no fuel to get these pearls
 That is why I write what I write
 'Cause I wanna light up my fucking life
 I wanna live off a job but I don't think yellow M's are my type
 Gotta stay my place in the ground, when I'm making my sound
 I don't like this, shit, move that bass up around
 Get my face in the town, make a name loud
 Seaning! they call when that bat ain't around
 But I am around tell the bad guys to take another look
 Before they hope on my hook and they become shook
 And I won't lie though but it's been a hell of a ride bro
 Light up the night with the lines and the
 rhymes that I write; rated high as a kite bro
 I kinda liking this rhyme bro, it's nice and juicy and right bro
 I love it but I gotta change it up and shake up my fucking mind bro
 I will continue to say that every lyric is vivid
 Every line that I've written has its own lyric description
 It was created down so that you'd pause the song and just think
 What if you had none in the pink but had all three in the stink
 Late at night, I write all these rhymes and all these lines
 And all of these thoughts are provoked by my mind
 And I think it's time to let them out and sprout a vine
 And combine with the beat and the creation is mine
 I don't know but I hope that I will make it one day
 And not choke but who knows
 Every single sentence that I spoke, yeah I wrote
 Only imaginig how far I can sore
 I do this overnight bro, mind does not comply though
 I just got light up in head, lit and I just leave the minds blown
 I just write so, I create these records in vinyl
 And I know this and I do this and
 I'm blowing and growing up overnight bro
 Mind does not comply though
 I just got light up in head, lit and I just leave the minds blown
 I just write so, I create these records in vinyl
 And I know this and I do this and I'm blowing and growing up
 Overnight bro
 Overnight bro
 I do this overnight bro