Bsemnt - Leader of the New School Lyrics

I'm running from all of the repo's and cover peep holes
Imagine what I'd do if we blow but only he knows
From cutting kilos and ducking these foes I gotta be great
Doctor Jones-ing all these people yeah they gotta be snakes
Gotta be fakes got what it takes I walk with the shakes
I'm cleaning my plates I'm fuckin her good they screaming my name
I'm in my element you're looking at the real one
Live up to my name I got the shit they wanna steal from
This that play my music so I know just where my meals from
No I'm never snoozin I'm just working while I'm still young
You can't reach my levels off the net this shit is real life
I do what they often forget I kill a real mic
Coastin in my city same streets I used to weep in
Pawning what I got just to get to fucking eating
Often never off I'm puttin work up on the weekends
Used to serve up to the fiends and wait to catch my rivals creepin
And I'm cold my lady say she never see me chill
I never been the type to wanna kick back on some mills
The prices going up I always sit back in my feels
I'm just so tired of the struggle tryna pay on all these bills
We not the same a different breed you cannot contend
I'm like bruce, contingencies for ones I call friends
I speak the truth how many out here speaking it too
It's not enough that I succeed I wanna see em get booed
I wanna see you fold I wanna show em who you really be
I left to make it right I shy away from all the symmetry
Killing me Faking all the hype it be a mystery
How many real emcees are left this shit is dwindling
A million bucks they not legit Kill them egos I won't quit
They too feeble crying on they screens and taking klonopin
You know that this shit not what it seems it's deep I gotta swim
It's some people up on my own team I see incompetence
The doubt it only fuels the pressure it turns to jewels
My people are seeing chains the reaper know what to do
It's sweeter than milk and honey dont got nothing to prove
The brain go dumb for money the evil always ensues
I aint on a power trip I it's just what I gotta do to prove
That these rappers in my class they can't take it to the booth
The bars is tainted sour the lies become the Truth
The minute turns the hours the more they lose their couth
It's bigger than the net shit's bigger than the album is
It started as a movement ya'll sold the shit to capitalists
Buncha sellouts who got no characters behind the gram
There aint no code that could tell you what the fuck I am
But let me digress the time isn't far away
There's music out here to drop there's shit that I gotta say
Get ready for the hour I promise I'm here to stay
They paint it black and white but let me guide ya'll to the gray

I'm running from all of the repo's and cover peep holes
Imagine what I'd do if we blow but only he knows
From cutting kilos and ducking these foes I gotta be great
Doctor Jones-ing all these people yeah they gotta be snakes
Gotta be fakes got what it takes I walk with the shakes
I'm cleaning my plates I'm fuckin her good they screaming my name
I'm in my element you're looking at the real one
Live up to my name I got the shit they wanna steal from
This that play my music so I know just where my meals from
No I'm never snoozin I'm just working while I'm still young
You can't reach my levels off the net this shit is real life
I do what they often forget I kill a real mic
Coastin in my city same streets I used to weep in
Pawning what I got just to get to fucking eating
Often never off I'm puttin work up on the weekends
Used to serve up to the fiends and wait to catch my rivals creepin
And I'm cold my lady say she never see me chill
I never been the type to wanna kick back on some mills
The prices going up I always sit back in my feels
I'm just so tired of the struggle tryna pay on all these bills
We not the same a different breed you cannot contend
I'm like bruce, contingencies for ones I call friends
I speak the truth how many out here speaking it too
It's not enough that I succeed I wanna see em get booed
I wanna see you fold I wanna show em who you really be
I left to make it right I shy away from all the symmetry
Killing me Faking all the hype it be a mystery
How many real emcees are left this shit is dwindling
A million bucks they not legit Kill them egos I won't quit
They too feeble crying on they screens and taking klonopin
You know that this shit not what it seems it's deep I gotta swim
It's some people up on my own team I see incompetence
The doubt it only fuels the pressure it turns to jewels
My people are seeing chains the reaper know what to do
It's sweeter than milk and honey dont got nothing to prove
The brain go dumb for money the evil always ensues
I aint on a power trip I it's just what I gotta do to prove
That these rappers in my class they can't take it to the booth
The bars is tainted sour the lies become the Truth
The minute turns the hours the more they lose their couth
It's bigger than the net shit's bigger than the album is
It started as a movement ya'll sold the shit to capitalists
Buncha sellouts who got no characters behind the gram
There aint no code that could tell you what the fuck I am
But let me digress the time isn't far away
There's music out here to drop there's shit that I gotta say
Get ready for the hour I promise I'm here to stay
They paint it black and white but let me guide ya'll to the gray