Speedster 2

it dropped on my brain like a Drug
now the motion emotion rollin got me hooked on a buzz
couple of thrusts, always got room for a buff
motorhead look for a rush!

-gotta be a beast but I'm lacking time
-gotta be the king but I'm acting high
-gotta be deep but I'm passing by
-now all I see is flashing lights

-becoming a creature
fulfilling the words of my teachers
people stopped asking for features
the second i turned to a speedster

but selfish deeds has pushed me right back into darkness
part of me tells me that this has never been a contest

keep goin, yeah the wheels are turning
keep on hopin, have to be determined
no sleeping I have to be a sleeker version
-speeding motherfucker and my feet are burning

steady making moves and I am leaving no doubt
but wannabees, they keep asking bout my syllable count

-I never slack as I'm back with a double up attack on the track with a vengeance
something like motherfuckin batman on pension, I'm back to my senses, a rap intervention
some of them are SAYING, that I'm a super SAIYAN
but I NEVER been a better man I only wanna break em
But I kinda wanna give em what hardly can believe in
imma sicko motherfucker better step it up or pay em

CHORUS:
ah - ah - ah
bes believe it
ah - ah - ah
i'm a speedster
got a minute
i spin it just like a pivot
my lyrics they are so vivid, I'm pushin em to the limit

I've WRITTEN shit for bout TWENTY years, my mind is all about WORKING all day
PUSHED the boundaries, FUCK inquieries, stood alone, it WAS a close race
DID my time, and I've GAINED the skills, but I've always felt like it WAS the wrong pace
GOT the drive to even make it faster till people round me they screaming no way

-I like to PLAY, I like to BOUNCE
with the way that I proNOUNCE shit
so when I drop some knowledge I can always make it COUNT yeah
and when I needa be genius, I gather the pieces,
people can't stand me, like they some parapelegics

-I never meant to be a meanie or sleazy
But I feel too many percieve me
as a g with no weakness really
but I feel to a-chieve the means to become a behemoth in this shit,
you gotta keep these mother-fuckers on a safe distance really

-I never slack as I'm back with a triple up attack on the track with a vengeance
something like motherfuckin batman on pension,
I'm back to my senses, a fast intervention
rappin is a part of me, and never been a comedy
and ought to be a measurment for audio and quality
the kind that make you feel like you were given a lobotomy
and I believe I'm shaking and I'm breakin the monotony

bridge:
the people close, they turn to blurs
disappear, with every turn
I've come so far, but yet I'm lost
gaining speed, but at what cost

my friends are gone, a life once lived
All grown up, I'm no kid
I've come so far, but yet I'm lost
gaining pace, but at what cost