The Forgotten
Whatever takes to lay to rest all competition, I doSo pray to repent that those devout forgotten will not find youDon’t make an attempt to follow, wallow in your own discomfortDiscover how to pay your respects, accept them as your brotherI’m leaving a path through trails of mudAnointing all those in pales of bloodThen focus their lives on liesAnd find they’re hopeless in eyes of mind and whyWe not designed, we right on timeAnd when we arrive we get it liveJust acknowledge we on fireNine Leaves are the set designRecord time remaining namelessFormless 'cuz your forms are shamelessYou’ve forgotten where you’re fromAnd all your flaws that made you famousThreats are painless, aim this at your heart to make the pain liftShape-shift on this track to scratch your name right off the game’s listPlain shit I am sick of rappersPissed 'cuz I’m a sicker crackerFire blacking out the room of places that you stage your actingYou’ve forgotten where’s your passionNeed to ask, that’s my infractionShow me where your skills at and I’ll show you how to hack and slash ‘em
Some are being pushed through the machineAnd being told what to doThey’re not challenging themselves anymoreThey forget about themselves as an artistThat may be how it evolved, but that’s not necessarily how it has to be thoughSome do what they want to
I’m backhanding the game, she ain't treating us rightI ain't really the one but I cherish her lifeI blame the change on us, the same must go for meOur love is deep but I only write once a weekListen, I never held a nine besides my 9 to 9No jail time, trust me, my life is fineI even rhyme in a suit'Cuz my pursuit of happiness is to spit the truthYou loseAnd I don’t gotta change up my flowIt is what it is, you can ride or you don’tYou’ll decide as I goEvery line you can scopeI ain't losing sleepYou could live a lie but I won’tI ain't beat money, you could talk about all your doeMan life is sweetYou could peep my gut as it growsHold the cheddar for the cheeseAnd your beef for the streetsTwo sides of a coin, my point, we both eatSo yes, I really gotta say this is greatYou can hate on my hate so your hate’s just the sameDon’t be mad at me homie I paved my own laneSpeaking honestly, homie you’re a waste of a nameA waste of my space man, check out my frameI’m drained but I still speak my pieceThis last piece of hateFor these you’ll take heatY’all wear shades in the clubI’ll rock mine on the beachPlease…
It’s a competitive sport, Hip HopEverything is “I, I, I” because you have to prove that you’re the better emceeAnd of course it’s a businessHip Hop wasn’t derived from thatThere is this other dimension of Hip HopThere are these songs all over the world
They’ve already forgottenHow it sounds, felt the taste itBefore the industry reshaped it and raped itLandscaped your face, now you’re the Mona LisaYou gotta do what they do or they won’t release yaThe fans may greet ya, but you can’t look them in the eyesI guess your hustlin’ features was just a disguiseMake us believe ya, at least you could tryYou wanna get rich lying relying on false prideSold your soul for the price of the gold and the iceNow you’re a hoe with no hold and they’re controlling your lifeYou were exposed to the light but prefer being dumbThe who, what, whereWhen will you remember oneThe place you’ve begunLook what you’ve becomeSuccumb to what sucks for a successful someRegrets you’ll have someRespect you’ll have none'Cuz when it’s all said and done you’re one loss was the love
People are forgetting who they are, what Hip Hop culture is, and why they’re doing itThat’s the forgottenEverybody in Hip Hop is not an artistYou’re doing what you think people want you to do rather than who you areThere’s no innovation
Have you ever had the feeling of being in slow-moThe type of case that comes with a thinking of “oh no”Or had a vision showing your future as so lowBut without a way in which you could alter or re-sowWell I’m a bring it through like a leader that bestowsA speech upon his men that’ll heed ‘em to let goOf the artificial skin that just keeps ‘em in limboThese seeds will bring the being intended to first growYou’re heading to and fro on a path that is void of prideHappy to put aside who you are on the insideIn truth I can’t surmise if this turned out all by designDid you intend to play the fool or did other people decideDid managers advise you sever ties for prizeWell now your dragon slumbers while goblins are on the riseI’m trudging through the snow while you building a man of liesI’m speaking to your soul but it’s greeting me with goodbyesAnd now it’s time to hide cuz I’m wrecking your false disguiseI’m stepping through the haze with intention to bring demiseAnd when the rug gets pulled and the mirror brings its surpriseLook into your eyes with the question of “who am I”.