Fervor

[Verse 1]
Let me start with how I’ve been incredibly relieved that I’ve started writing more than just decent things
I know love, and I’ve grown so close to the scenes
In the fabric of life I’m almost a complete human being, yeah
Can you hear the wings of my pegasus?
Bring my genesis to the doorstep of your premises
Residents better remember to open up and let us in
Your hеarts likely let the music do bеfore you ever met us
With open minds and self-expression
You’ll find a way into my mind [?] entrance
But would you ever want to leave once you see how deep the sea I have to be in me goes?
Oh, in fathoms and leagues that just can’t be
Wouldn’t you swim with ease knowing my current carries along the breeze?
It carries along the breeze

[Verse 2]
I’ve been procrastinating on this flow all week
I’ve got classes and jobs, I’ve got mouths to feed
I’ve got people to see, couldn’t get my ass to the seat to write what you all now see or hear or whatever
But look at me now how I flow on forever, so much better
Something burns inside that can never be severed whatsoever
I got so much on my plate I gotta eat at a constant rate but still make time to be clever
I take time every day, actively fueling the fire
Tryna keep my dreams at bay ‘cause you know what they say, .001% of people make it, man, you better off in IT
I tell you destined’s deep ‘cause this music shit comes as easily to me as to when I should breathe
I comes to me in my sleep, man, these bars haunt my dreams
Wishing for a better life for my entire family tree, not to mention my team
But it ain’t all glory and flat screens
I use this music to express feelings so deep, type of things to which people will never speak
Chinks in the armor, baseless bravado, fear of the unknown when we d-i-e
But ultimately my music is an expression of what it means to be me
You wanna know why?
‘cause I [lead?] this shit, ‘cause I bleed this shit, so what’s up?

[Verse 3]
I think my fondness for barking bars has gotten carnal
Carving them into parchment and/or parcel
Packing my notepads in compartments
Started off bad to be honest, tragically awful but developed the shit
And gradually hawked up, I’m nasty like [Rico?]
You don’t get the room lit, your boys gas you like [Pico?]
[?] kill for the c-notes, careening it with the ego
Me, Markie versus [?]
Can you hear it, my G? No
Music equals my stimulant plus my ayahuasca
All good with the kick-it shit, don’t scuff with the mantra
Ever since Acid Rain shit and that’ll Scatter Brain mix
Back when I battled basic and thought that my raps were greatest
Guess who improved through years of crafting patiently
No more smashing my face in while trapped in the basement
I want the action first taken
Savan don’t chat with the ageist, I got the strap like a sadist
I’m Marlee Matlin, don’t say shit
 
[Verse 4]
Ay, I guess it’s simple, man, I just got a knack for this
I plug it in and spit it out the mic without practicing this
My only outlet for many of my thoughts
It’s shit you wouldn’t air in public if you were just speaking normal
There’s more to this than just a 16 or mad pattern
It’s opening your brain and your heart to see what rhymes happen
Gonna get the cypher banging [?] slanging
Line after line disappears because my eyes are psychic, yo
Listening to feel the particles vibrating
A nice state and high status, scream 'fuck it' and rhyme [naked?]
Collaborate with dudes from every [?] and civilized nation
Sitting on the bench forever just to prove your patience
Hip-hop is one of two movements that can never die
We hold it up forever, whatever the media might try
I tell it like it is, even if it sounds somber
We’re just trying to hold our own with the paragons of the genre

[Verse 5]
I was in love with the flow, [?] you know
Throwback and I’m swerving, turn into my Uncle Mervin
Always wanted to be a rapper, matter fact that was the first thing
Since I was a young earthling, [?] throwback jersey
106 and Park on, some [?] songs, that’s dirty
Big shoutout to Nelly, credit cards and the “Tip Drill”
Always knew I’d be a big deal, had to show you like minstrel
I can never be defeated, focus like [?]
I’ma always love hip-hop, ‘round the world in a gift shop
Diss me, that’s a mismatch, damn, I really do miss Pac
Oh shit, Gucci wristwatch, with your [chick?], Gucci flip flops, I’m the nigga and I can’t stop
Got your mom as my mascot, she give me neck like ascot, I sleep in her like [an ass in cot?]
I’ma always love hip-hop, play this shit to the tip and top
’til then I’ll be showing love, from the bottom to above

[Sample]
It’s fervor…